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The History of Split


SplitThe first inhabitant of Split was the Roman emperor Diocletian who started to build his palace in this friendly bay around 293 AD. After his abdication he withdrew to this luxurious palace of about 30 thousand square meters.
The following turbulent centuries made the palace into a town first populated by the citizens of the nearby Salona, fleeing before Avars and Slavs. The town overgrew the walls of the palace and its authorities kept changing - from Croatian kings in 10th century AD, Hungarian and Venetian administration, to French rulers and Austro-Hungarian monarchy.
Such past left its traces combined in the town everyday life. The city, however, went on remaining the centre of this part of the coast till our day. This mixture of historic layers brought some clumsiness and some things done too fast but today all that makes a part of its originality.
The big city today lives by the silent beats of history, lively spirit of the young and its particular Mediterranean charm.

 

How to reach us

The city at the foot of Marjan can be reached by The Adriatic Coastal Road, winding by the sea or by hinterland roads connected to Split. It will take you 5 hours to get to Zagreb and 4 hours to get to Dubrovnik in your car. You can also reach Split if you get on a coast ferry liner from Rijeka or Dubrovnik, from all central Dalmatian islands. There are excellent fast and regular ferry lines from Ancona and Pescara, Italy. From the Airport Split flights connect the city with Zagreb several times a day, as well as with European capitals. There are also trains from Split to the north of the country and further on to Europe. You can transport your car by train, as well.

 

 
 
Blanka about Split

I don’t like to leave, cause there is nobody I can tell what I have left for a few days. In the morning, while the city slowly awakens, with a jacket in my hand... I will need it. Out there is cold, people, and places, and bed, and feeling. I am going to win and that is the only thing that keeps me from crying. Work is work, and I am good in english... I would rather use my own accent and make everybody else use it, maybe that would make it easier for me. I am comforting myself with a song that brings me back among my friends, on some terrace by the sea. I cannot be sensitive today, cannot feel how much I miss my town. Batten will stay or fall, that’s how it always ends. Glorious or sad.
After the battle, I am packing with delight. I will go to sleep wright away, so morning will come sooner. I hate the smell of unknown, while I tumble my return ticket. Just a little more and I will see me approaching, through that little window. Almost always, my glance blurs and euphoria saturates my body. I know my way here, my folks are here, everything is easier. I don’t wanna leave anymore, that anxiety always presses me hard. But even if I have to, I know that one day I will return and stay. Forever.
Thank you, Split! I live and feel because of you. Everything I love is in you...
Blanka