The next day, we drove to see Plitvice Lakes National Park. Several lakes are connected by a system of waterfalls. Boardwalks and paths take visitors around and across lakes to get good views and keep them out of the water. This helps keep the water crystal clear and maintain the balance of minerals that contributes to the vibrant blue and green colors. The park has been a tourist draw for decades, but the war forced it to shut down for a while. In fact, the war in Croatia started in the park; the first victim was a park ranger.
After spending several hours at the park, we were exhausted. We headed out to find our pension for the night. Rooms Sankorana was just a bit away, tucked back in a tiny village down a tiny, windy road. The pension itself was along the San Korana river (very small at this point) with a small (yet very loud) waterfall. The owner explained to us how the house's water mill was taken during the war. They made us feel very at home (even offering to help us barbecue; unfortunately, we had just eaten dinner and very sadly declined). They didn't know what to do with us as we sat along the mill's water diversion with our feet in the water. (going to get Eastern-European sick), so we were insisted over to a set of wooden steps (better than the ground) and handed cushions to sit on. They family had a 3 month old puppy the owner (geh, I wish I could remember his name) was working on training. Super adorable. The daughter (maybe in her late teens with excellent English) told us that he usually didn't like new people (The dog that is). . . a minor victory, I guess. :-)