One of the small towns (more appropriate than just calling it a village) I am tied to from my earliest childhood is Pasman town on the island of the same name. It was a part of our summer routine to go there for ice cream or, very fashionable drink back in the 80s, peach juice with whipped cream on top 🙂
Just recently I drove again up the island from Tkon…
… to Mrljane where my late grandmother is from and my aunt still lives in.
But Pašman is no longer what it was even only ten years ago. Building houses/buildings is rarely progress these days in Croatia. Especially with architects and developers who obviously have a serious lack of education and good taste.
It was sad to see that once tiny and picturesque town is now surrounded by ugly apartment buildings. And more is being built every year. More and more people come for 1-2 weeks just to lie on the beach and they, apparently think that they need to own an apartment there for those two weeks… So wrong. But mostly to blame are the pathetic local authorities allowing this disaster happening destroying THEIR own place!
Pasman was always a tiny place of farmers and fishermen. It suffered terrible devastation in the late 17th century when only three families survived plague. Later, the town recovered and new inhabitants moved over to the lands of the dead. Today there are several last names quite common in Pašman: Bobić, Mađerić, Rušov, Kolanović… although the number is getting smaller since there are only few hundred people living there year round.
Anyway, it is still nice to go for a drink to Pašman. It reminds me of childhood and nice sand beaches around the town (still there!)
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