As with all travel, already so many adventures large and small since landing in Pula, on the Istrian peninsula in northern Croatia on Saturday. One of today's was on a long walk that took us past grey-green olive groves, sometimes highlighted as if by a lighting director in front of a glowering dark grey sky. We also saw a flock of sheep and goats grazing, and heard their shepherd call out, "William!" to his dog. Not what you expect in Croatia - or maybe they always name their animals after members of the British royal family? Then we came into the field where he was: long hair, baseball cap and cans. A heavy-metal shepherd! Très cool. This is gorgeous William leading the herd to another grazing spot.