Having figured out from the previous day, what Karlyns painting style was like... I picked her up at 8am to go on a quick tour. I took her to Javic, which is the oldest part of Lumbarda and where my Dad grew up. We wandered around and found "old and crumbly". We then headed to Vela Glavica where the church is, and wander through the streets. We again found "old and crumbly" but we also had vistas of vineyards with the sea in the background. We had the variation we needed.
We arrived back a Lovric, right in time to have a bit of breakfast before we called our taxi. The group decided that they were really enjoying going on more of a photographic tour in the morning, and then returning to paint on the balcony in the afternoon. It was decided that that would be the schedule for the rest of the tour.
We first went to Javic, and as luck would have it, my Dad was making his wine. My Dad has an old style wine cellar called a Konoba. Everyone was able to watch the process, up close and personal. We also found goats and sheep peeking there heads out of their stall doors, just in time to have their pictures taken. The was an old olive mill, which was labeled as such, and we were able to see an original stone olive press.
We then moved onto Vela Glavica. Several of the streets had bougainvillea climbing the walls; there was an old abandoned church plus the village working church; there were capers growing out of the walls; plus the whole valley was alive with people picking grapes... in is suppose to rain in 2 days and the grapes need to be picked before that. Several of the ladies decided to walk back, so there was just enough room to fit the remaining 5 of us in my car. Unfortunately as we got in, we were told that our back tire was low. We called Tomi and he came and got us.
Lunch was on the patio and the afternoon lesson commenced.
Tonight we were going to the Moreska. This is a tradional sword dance of Korcula. Dinner was served at 7pm and we were off to Korcula by 8:15pm. The group got great seat right at the front but were told perhaps they did not want to sit so close as sparks fly when the swords meet, and these are real sparks! The group moved back 2 rows. As the weather was so nice, the Moreska was held in the outdoor theatre. You could not ask for a better night especially since it was a full moon!
At 10pm the performance was over and the group exited, all discussing the singing, dancing and fighting they had just experienced.