Croatia’s Istrian Peninsula, in the northwest corner of the country, is an inviting mix of pungent truffles, Roman ruins, striking hill towns, and pastel coastal villages, with a breezy Italian culture (left over from centuries of Venetian rule).
While the wedge-shaped Istrian Peninsula has many tacky and forgettable resort towns, the seafront port of Rovinj – like a little Venice on a hill – is one of my favorite small towns on the Mediterranean.
Rising dramatically from the Adriatic as though being pulled up to heaven by its grand bell tower, there’s something particularly romantic about Rovinj (roh-VEEN). Some locals credit the especially strong Venetian influence here – it’s the most Italian town in Croatia’s most Italian region. Rovinj’s streets are delightfully twisty, its ancient houses are characteristically crumbling, and its harbor still hosts a real fishing industry.
Pula, on the other hand, isn’t quaint. Istria’s biggest city is an industrial port town with traffic, smog, and sprawl, but it has the soul of a Roman poet. Between the shipyards, you’ll discover some of the top Roman ruins in Croatia, including its stately amphitheater – a fully intact mini-Colosseum that marks the entry to a seedy Old Town with ancient temples, arches, and columns.
Of the dozens of amphitheaters left around Europe and North Africa by Roman engineers, Pula’s is the sixth largest, and one of the best preserved anywhere. Throughout the Middle Ages, scavengers scraped the amphitheater as clean as a nice slice of cantaloupe, leaving just the outside standing. Standing inside, though, you can imagine when it was ringed with two levels of stone seating and a top level of wooden bleachers. You can still see the outline of the actual arena (sandy oval grounds) with the small moat – just wide enough to keep the animals off the laps of those with the best seats, but close enough so that blood still sprayed their togas.
Like most Roman towns, Pula had a forum, or main square. Twenty centuries later, Pula’s Forum still serves the same function. The Temple of Augustus, which faces the square, took a direct hit from an Allied bomb in World War II, but was rebuilt after the war. (I asked my guide if it was an American bomb that destroyed the temple, and he answered sheepishly, “Yes, a little bit.”)
Most tourists in Croatia focus on the coast. For a dash of variety, head inland to check out the hill towns. My favorite two are tiny, rugged, and relatively untrampled: the artists’ colony of Groznjan and popular Motovun, with sweeping views.
Groznjan (grohzh-NYAHN) is your trapped-in-a-time-warp Istrian hill town. Its setting, artfully balanced on the tip of a vine-and-olive-tree-covered promontory, is pleasing, if not thrilling. Not long ago, Groznjan was virtually forgotten. But now several artists have taken up residence here, keeping it Old World but with a spiffed-up, bohemian ambience.
Dramatically situated high above vineyards, Motovun (moh-toh-VOON, population about 530) is the best known and most visited of the Istrian hill towns, and for good reason. Its hilltop Old Town is particularly evocative, with a colorful old church and a rampart walk with spine-tingling vistas across the entire region. It’s hard to believe that racecar driver Mario Andretti was born in this tranquil little traffic-free hamlet.
As you explore, you’ll see frequent signs for wineries, olive-oil producers, and truffle shops. One recent trend in Istria is the emergence of agroturizams. Like Italian agritrismi, these are working farms that welcome tourists for a taste of traditional rural life.
Opatija (oh-PAH-tee-yah), just outside of the peninsula, is not your typical Croatian beach town. In the late-19th-century golden age of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, this unassuming village was transformed into the Eastern Riviera, one of the swankiest resorts on the Mediterranean. While the French, British, and German aristocracy sunbathed on France’s Cote d’Azur, the wealthy elite from the eastern half of Europe – the Hapsburg Empire and Russia – partied in Opatija.
While the Hapsburgs and Russians are long gone, Opatija retains the trappings of its genteel past. Most of Croatia evokes a more ancient Mediterranean, but Opatija whispers “belle epoque.” With its welcoming and elegant promenade, it may be the classiest resort town in Croatia, with more taste and less fixation on postcards and seashells.
The local tourist board is carefully manicuring this region’s image as the hot new spot to find hill towns, backcountry drives, and a relaxed and relaxing lifestyle. You’ll hear a lot about Istria. These days, some travelers even mention Istria in the same breath as Tuscany or Provence. While that may be the region’s malvazija wine and truffle oil talking, Istria is a delight.
Rick Steves (www.ricksteves.com) writes European travel guidebooks and hosts travel shows on public television and public radio. E-mail him at rick@ricksteves.com, or write to him c/o P.O. Box 2009, Edmonds, WA 98020.
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