While the car rental was a bit of an extravagance it has worked out very well. We have been able to go into the old town a few times and explore the surrounding area.
Motovun was on our list. About forty minutes north of Rovinj we had visited a couple of times before and experienced some outstanding truffle meals. We were looking forward to our culinary experience. Just a few minutes outside the village we drove past a temporary tent city crowded with young people. We ventured further on and discovered the nearest parking was a significant walk from the village perched poetically on the hill and streams of people were headed in that direction. At first, we were mystified but then John realised it was the right time of the year for the very famous Motovun Film Festival and sure enough he was right. We decided there were other treasures we could discover. We headed to Groznjan.
Groznjan… John remembers the most bizarre things. Apparently, we had visited this village many years ago when it was an ‘artists’ colony’ and was quite derelict. He said that it developed significantly in recent years and fostered its artists and had become quite a musical village. We were following the GPS on John’s phone when we were directed on to a gravel road. We persevered. It was reassuring when after a few minutes we came across a couple of cars coming from the other direction. We could also see the village perched on the hill some kilometres away.
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