Zvezdana and Radko had a same feeling as I. Who is coming, when are they coming, who is arriving with vapor boat, who is sailing to Molat. With time we started picking up the village stories: who went fishing, what did they catch, why is the baker late with the bread and other island news. Why is the baker late with the bread. We spent the days in little tucked away beaches,exploring walking trails. In the evenings we would be back in the same bar with same people, only this time singing dalmatian songs. In a little village like this it felt like you know everyone.
You would come to the only bar (and still today one of the two bars in the village), to have a coffee and get updates on what is happening in the village.