Friday March 16, 2018

TEN MORE SLEEPS! That’s all we’ve got left until we meet our merry band of Mad Midlifers and fly up-up-and-away to the Land of the Rising Sun!

Frankly, we can’t wait!

Japan promises us an extraordinary mix of ancient cultures and feudal histories … austere traditions and sober memorials … lush landscapes and manicured gardens … rush-hour cities and hushed retreats … hi-tech wonders and hi-speed rail … samurai-warriors and sumo-wrestlers … tuna-auctions and mouth-watering sashimi … Buddhist monks and ornate temples … geisha girls and karaoke wannabes … rightly-proud citizens and a welcome that’s so generous we’ll be blown away.

Japan has it all, we’re told. It’s unlike any other place on earth. And travellers who come expecting the unexpected invariably find themselves entranced.

We’ll be ‘doing Japan’ in springtime, of course, when the nation’s iconic cherry blossoms (sakura) erupt in a magical blaze of pink-and-white, blanketing town and countryside in soft, colourful splendour. Factor in lots of yummy Japanese cuisine … friendly, English-speaking guides … plus superb accommodation … and you’ve got a unique hassle-free 17-day experience that we’ll be raving about for decades!

We promise to keep you posted with riveting reports and eye-popping pix. But right now, we’ve gotta go and pack. As usual, we haven’t started yet. Well, Robyn has. But I … well … you know how it is, eh.

Anyway, enough for now! You’ll hear next from us in Toyo –  YEEHAA!

Yours bloggedly – JOHN

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Monday September 25, 2017

“Too much of a good thing is wonderful!” said beauty-queen Mae West. And, at any point during the past three-and-a-half weeks as our Italy & Croatia Tour’s been unfolding, we would’ve happily agreed! But, regrettably, it has come to an end.

We said goodbye – dovi-denja” – to Croatia on Saturday afternoon and flew to Frankfurt, then on through the night (backwards across the time-zones) to Singapore, then the final leg of our long journey home to Godzone. And the last thing needed to wrap up this blog is a comment or two (plus some pix) about Dubrovnik, the Croatian jewel where we spent our final on-tour hours.

Nestled between rocky cliffs and the deep blue sea, Dubrovnik is simply magnificent – and, if it’s not on your bucket-list, it should be. Girded in 9th-century walls that drop sheer to the water’s edge, it’s one of the best-preserved medieval towns in Europe – and, miraculously, while it took a severe beating from Serbian guns, it escaped total destruction in the violent 1991 ‘Homeland War’ that clobbered this region (part of what used to be called Yugoslavia).

Known in earlier centuries as Ragusa, Dubrovnik grew through the Middle Ages and beyond to become a thriving city-state with a merchant navy second only to Venice in that region. The old city, laid out within the ancient fortifications, is compact and easily walkable – which is exactly what the eager-beavers in our group did last Friday!

Earlier in the day, the Agape Rosefollowed a scenic route through the beautiful Elaphite Islands. Then we bused into Dubrovnik’s Old Town and chased crowds through the huge Pilé Gate, carved more than 1000 years ago into the six-metre-thick walls. We walked with our guide down the Stradun (the broad limestone street that bisects the town), spotting places of interest: Onofriou’s Fountain, an ornate Franciscan monastery (where Napoleon’s troops were once billeted), a striking Renaissance palace, charming shops and a labyrinth of narrow alleyways.

Finally, we were free to route-march around the city’s encircling walls … or take a cable-car to the top of the looming hill behind the Old Town for some fabulous photo ops … or sit in an outdoor tavern, licking a yummy gelato and watching the world go by.

A magic day? You’d better believe it! And, as the setting sun turned the Adriatic to liquid gold, we sat down to a slap-up Midlife Madness Farewell Feast back onboard the Agape Rose.

Next morning came far too quickly, with us checking out of cabins, and saying heartfelt thank-yous/we’ll-miss-yous to the oh-so-friendly crew. Four of our number departed for France at an earlier hour, while the rest of us took a short coach-ride down the coast to a classy, picturesque resort – Cavtat (Tzavtat) – founded by the Greeks in the 6th century BC, and enjoyed today by swarms of jet-setting Croatians and touring Europeans.

As jet-setting touring Kiwis, we fitted right in, of course, managing some last-minute shopping, wandering and snacking, before heading for Dubrovnik’s Cilipi Airport.

Phew! We’ve travelled so far … packed so much in … seen more than we can possibly remember! And we’re returning to New Zealand with untold stories to tell – plus a million photographs to bore you to death with!

Is everybody happy? You bet your life we are!

PEOPLE-NEWS: Two lucky-last Quacky Yellow Ducks have fled the nest and been embraced by new owners …

  • TRISH B received a well-deserved ‘Slopped Her Dripper’ Award – for spilling spaghetti-carbonara all over her placemat, the table, the floor, the ceiling and several people sitting near her last night during dinner. (Okay, slight exaggeration – but she DID make a mess!)
  • BARRY B (her husband) received the ‘Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better’ Award – for doing exactly the same thing five minutes later! (Must be genetic – runs in the family, maybe?)

Yours over’n’outly – JOHN

P.S. Our next MAD MIDLIFE ADVENTURE (and our next travel blog) will feature an exquisitely colourful 17-day CHERRY-BLOSSOM TOUR OF JAPAN … in March 2018!

There’s still room for you – why don’t you join us?

For more details and our free 20-page Japan InfoPack, phone Glen (our booking agent at House of Travel Ellerslie) on 0800 323 333 … or email



Friday September 22, 2017

Croatia’s coast, stretching 2000 kilometres down the right-hand side of the Adriatic Sea, is simply stunning. At least, the bits we’ve seen are. And, from the few that we’ve sampled, its 1200 verdant islands are something else as well: bare karst-rock islands, tiny dots of islands with nothing on them but a lighthouse, islands populated by just deer and nudists (or so I’m told), islands with cocktail bars attracting locals and tourists alike, islands so remote they’re nearer to Italy, islands of age-old fishing traditions, islands famous for their wine or cheese or olives or lavender or anchovy pasties.

And, if you feel like joining us, there’s plenty of room, because more than 80% of Croatia’s islands have no people on them at all.

We’ve seen several of the biggest and best islands during the week we’ve been cruising these warm, translucent waters. We’ve walked the gangplank and gone ashore at every opportunity. And life aboard the Agape Rosehas been so lovely and laid-back that we really don’t want to come home.

We’re cruising right now, as I write these words. Half an hour ago, we stopped for a swim, and most of our mad Kiwi Midlifers are sprawled out on the sun-deck soaking up the rays. Later today we’ll reach Dubrovnik. And tomorrow we’ll bid Croatia goodbye – dovi-denja” – and head to the airport. So I’d better bring my cruise-report up to date …

HVAR (kVar): Sometime on Tuesday (I can’t remember when) we motored into what locals reckon is the sunniest island on the Dalmatian Riviera. Hvar (with an almost-silent ‘k’ replacing the ‘h’) is popular for its drop-dead-gorgeous shoreline, its panoramic views, its 17th-century fortified arsenal, plus its atmospheric Old Town. And, once again, we wandered at leisure, soaking up the ambience and feeling terribly homesick. (Not!)

Then we hopped aboard a local bus and drove up-up-up through stony-terraced hills to a lavender farm, where we snacked on the local fare (wine, cheese, prosciutto, and homemade bread) while a nice lady explained how they’ve farmed the aromatic purple herb here for yonks.

PUCISCA (pu-CHISH-cha): With the weather turning a bit mean we overnighted in this beautiful bay, nestled away on the island of Brac (bratch) and surrounded by stone quarries that yield some of the nicest, whitest limestone on the planet. Believe it or not, pillars of this dazzling snowy stone decorate the façade of the White House in the U.S. – plus other landmarks all over the world. Anyway, we visited a stonemasonry school the next morning, where students still use the same unconventional tools that were used by stonemasons in the ancient Roman Empire.

How ‘bout dat?

OMIS (pronounced Omish): Sailing into this gorgeous town after a leisurely breakfast-time cruise, we were blown away by its backdrop of massive limestone mountains. We roamed the narrow streets and engaged in some shop-shop-shopping. (Our group, collectively, must’ve purchased at least 17 MILLION fridge-magnets over the past three weeks! Guess what you’re getting when we arrive home?)

That afternoon, we rode a smallish boat upriver into the Cetina Canyon (a stunning nature reserve) where more local wine, cheese, prosciutto, and homemade bread waited us). And we fell asleep that night dreaming of the much-feared pirates that once haunted these regions, hiding their stolen loot in the cliff-top forts we’d seen way above the town.

KORCULA: The medieval Old Town (after which this lovely island is named) is tucked out on a small hilly peninsula behind round, defensive towers. Like much of this region, it was controlled by Venice from the 14th to the 18th centuries (the Venetian-lion coat-of-arms still adorn the official buildings) … and has long been known for its dessert wines, made from the large white grk grape that’s grown around Lumbarda. (Hey – more tasting!) When we were here two years ago, torrential rain stopped play for most of our stopover in Korcula – but not this time. The sun was brightly shining, our local guide was hilarious, and we had plenty of time to hear about Korcula’s famous merchant-explorer, Marco Polo, who (prior to leaving in 1271) spent his childhood playing in these very streets.

Last night after dinner, we toddled back into the Old Town for a dramatic outdoor presentation (with music and song) of Moreska Sword Dancing. This traditional dance has been performed for 400 years on this island, and follows the legend of the Red King’s squabble with the Black King after the Black King tried to run off with the Red King’s beautiful fiancée.

Earlier in the evening, true to form, Korcula turned on a glorious sunset just for us Kiwis …

COMING UP: For our Grand Croatian-Cruise Finale, we launch a Kiwi invasion of spectacular Dubrovnik – which means one more blog to come!

PEOPLE-NEWS: Another Quacky Yellow Duck has swum across the pool and climbed out the other side to begin a new life …

  • ALISON picked up our ‘Nothing to Wear’ Award several days ago day in Ljubljana. Let me explain. Most of the men in our group have, on numerous occasions, been told by their wives, “I’ve got nothing to wear!” – which is, of course, a white lie, designed to justify the purchase of a new outfit. But in Alison’s case, it was the truth! Turns out she’d left half her clothes behind in her hotel wardrobe, and has been wearing Ted’s clothes ever since!
  • JENNY earned herself our ‘I’m not Stupid’ Award – for confidently telling the Duck-Awarder, “I’ll never get an award because I never do anything stupid!” Sorry Jenny, you just did! Prepare to welcome your duck!

Yours bloggedly – JOHN

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Monday September 18, 2017

There’s something extra exciting about arriving at a port or cruise terminal and seeing, for the first time, the ship that’ll be your hotel-on-water for the next week or whatever. And seeing the sleek white-&-grey Agape Rosealongside the dock in Split was no exception. Our long-awaited Croatian Cruise was about to start – yeehaa!

The intimate, well-appointed Agape Roseis pretty much brand spanking new, having left the ship-builder’s yard in May this year. She is rated 5-star, and is perfect for showcasing the historic, scenic splendour of the Adriatic – an easy choice for our Mad Midlife cruise. She’s small enough (48.5 metres long x 8.5 metres wide) to get into bays, inlets and ports that bigger ships can’t approach … fully air-conditioned, with sun-decks, shaded lounge areas, restaurant and bar, free WiFi … plus 18 tastefully-designed ensuite cabins (queen-size or twin) spread over three decks.

Anyway, she’s our home for the next eight days … chartered exclusively for our Kiwi group! (Bet you feel sorry for us – right?)

We wasted no time on Saturday, going aboard, looking around, and unpacking in our cabins. And we’ve been spoilt rotten ever since with gourmet meals, sunshine (most of the time), and several stunning stopovers. Like what? Well, like these …

SPLIT: We overnighted aboard the Agape Rosein this attractive seaside city (largest on the Adriatic Coast). Roman Emperor Diocletian had his palace-cum-fortress built here 1700 years ago, and that still dominates the surrounding Old Town area, with its maze of cobblestone streets. Pre-Romanesque churches stand proudly alongside Gothic chapels and art galleries … and delicious-smelling cafés beckon from every corner.

SKRADIN: Sunday morning saw us out on deck after a yummy breakfast, enjoying the breeze and the watching the coastal landscapes pass slowly by as we cruised to Skradin – a charming small town on the River Krka (something like ker-r-kaa). From there we caught a smaller-boat-ride up that river and hiked to the Krka Waterfalls Skradinski buk – a natural wonderland, famous for its endless series of amazing cascades.

SIBERNIK: Back on board the Agape Rose, we continued our lazy, leisurely cruise to Sibenik, one of many pearls awaiting us along the Croatian coast. It boasts a magnificent, gleaming-white medieval heart, Renaissance architecture, a UNESCO-protected cathedral, a tree-lined corniche, quaint red roofs, excellent food, impressive shopping and eye-popping views. Ahh, yes … what more could one ask for?

After overnighting here, we had ourselves a morning wander through Sibernik’s narrow, twisty-turny lanes … getting an eyeful of Really Old Stuff from centuries long past … learning a little more about the history (ancient and modern) of this fascinating region … and enjoying a classy a-Capella performance within some well-preserved stone walls.

VIS: Later this morning, we stopped for a swim in the warm, crystal-clear sea off the back of the boat – accompanied (as you can probably imagine) by lots of hooting, laughter and general rudeness. Vis, where we finally docked for the night, is truly beautiful little island – reputedly ‘the Mediterranean as it once was’ – its sun-drenched waterfront crammed with posh yachts and launches and relaxing holiday-makers.

Across the bay we could see early signs of movie-making: apparently a sequel to Momma Mia, is being shot in the same place as the original film (starring Meryl Streep and other celebs). Watch this space – we might yet be in it!

COMING UP: More balmy, sunshiny Adriatic days … more luxury cruising … more coastal highlights … more Croatian delights … and more Yellow Ducky awards. It’s awful, I tell you, and it just goes on and on …

PEOPLE-NEWS: The Duck-stampede has slowed temporarily, but two more have managed to flap their way into new hands …

  • LESLEY scored our ‘Knock Three Times’ Award the other afternoon when asking our barman, Ranko, for a sparkling wine. Going around behind the bar to have her photo taken with him while he poured it, she posed with her arm around him, and said coyly, “By the way, my cabin number is three …” (so he could put the charge on her tab). Then realising what she’d said, she blushed with embarrassment (while everyone roared with laughter). “Oh, I’ve already got a roommate!” she added … but that didn’t really help!
  • ALLAN romped home with our ‘Kreuzfahrten’ Award for his behaviour yesterday. Kreuzfahrten is a German word we’ve seen several times on the side of other boats, and I’m not exactly sure what it means. But Allan gets this award for dropping a noisy one out on the top deck yesterday within the hearing of other Mad Midlifers. Nice one Allan!

Yours bloggedly – JOHN

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