Biding Time

It's 4:55 (just looked at my watch), Will and I are sitting in our hostel dreading walking in the rain to our ferry which leaves at 6:30 to Bari, Italy. We just walked home a little while ago from some Croat club, a guy we were with, a Brit, got semi-jumped walking by himself. I think he got kicked in the back. All is good though, he's a tosser (a good British term), not really though, he's actually pretty cool. My jeans are soaked and we have only paid to go one stop on the ferry, which is about an hour to this Croatian island but we are hoping to stay on and make it to Italy. Guess we'll see what happens, should be a pretty helatious ride...