The bout of sunshine in London seemed too good to be true. So a trip was planned to the beautiful Dalmatian Coast, which hopefully would culminate in a birthday celebration whilst over there. David and company had planned a long 2-week sojourn, whereas Jo and I decided to meet them only further down the line for a shorter 1 week holiday instead. The boys had planned to come down from Split to Dubrovnik, whereas the cost of the last minute air-ticket forced me to fly to Dubrovnik first and make our way up north, hopefully meeting them in between. As most group travels go, miscommunication abounded, resulting in a quite hilarious (in retrospect) chain of events which led me to think my birthday would be celebrated on the island of Korcula (as initially planned hence making our way there) and then finding out that the boys had booked a ferry down to Dubrovnik because I had thrown the idea past them that maybe Korcula wasn't the best place for a party. Confused? Doesn't matter, it was all sorted out in the end. The group parted ways a day after as