Pula is a very cute city. Right at the Southern tip of Istria, it is Istria’s largest city and bosts some pretty decent Roman Ruins and a Roman amphitheatre that dominates the town centre and is often used for concerts and events.
It has a very Italian feel and was a fabulous place to start our Istrian adventure. I had my first taste of real Italian ice cream (oh my holy soul, it was delicious) and the pizza perfectly made by an Italian mama in the kitchen I’m sure (Jupiter Restaurant).
It is a busy commercial city and there are no beaches in the city, but a good visit nonetheless.
We hired a car from here to drive around Istria, so were only there for a day.
We stayed at the Hotel Riviera, a very grand-looking hotel just outside the city centre. The white net curtains were a faded shade of grey, and Victorian-style red carpets were well used, to say the least. When we saw the long, cold corridors and padded room doors, it was a bit uncertain if this was a hotel or a mental institution, and very much reminded me of The Shining , so really was quite a thrill!
When we asked the car hire salesman if the roads are safe, he said “Of course” and shrugged, saying “Much like Turkey”. Four sets of big scared eyes left that office on a suicide mission through the narrow roads of Istria, in the hopes of staying alive long enough to taste some truffles and have a glass of Istrian wine.