Choices.
And consequences.
Dear Reader, yes, I did just quite John Wick. And Ballerina, but it's fresh in my mind.
This Free Spirit yearns for adventure.
And adventure is to be found in so many ways.
Maybe I could continue to gallivant around the world incessantly.
However, last year, I found myself growing weary and needing longer breaks between.
Not because the travel is strenuous.
Not because the planning is complicated or the logistics take time.
But because I found myself increasingly full of love.
And I wanted someone to give it to.
Someone who's in my life for more than a few days.
The kind of person who will give it back.
I wanted to nurture the long distance friendships I have, as I found myself becoming worse at responding to those who I am fond of.
But I will never fully relinquish the desire to explore and see new places.
It just has to be more condensed...
People may say that travelling to 6 places in one week is not really allowing you to see anywhere. And they're not wrong. It is a different kind of adventure.
For me, I wanted to spend time driving, alone with my thoughts, watching the beautiful scenery pass by and witnessing the subtle topological changes as I moved between destinations.
It was a magical week. Not without challenges. But full of beauty, reflection, welcome solitude and pistachios. And a reunion with the Adriatic Sea. Damn she's cold.
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Arriving in Zagreb, I was eager to leave and make my way up to Slovenia, knowing the little time I would have. And Ljubliana was just as I imagined it. A serene, endearing place, filled with very friendly people.
I enjoyed a typical meal in a little tavern, and was well looked after by the kind waiters. I enjoyed a walk around the city at night, watching the twilight embrace the canal.
After the lady at the hotel gave me an extremely strong local drink, I slept well, ready for my next day of driving and adventure.
And the next day, I eagerly made my way to Bled.
After encountering the most efficient parking system, I made my way down to the lake. The softness of the hazy morning reflected in the water, made everything look as if it were part of a fantasy.
I went to a local market and bought a necklace from a local artist, whose smile and genuine warmth melted my heart.
Then I tackled the comfortable hike up to the castle, where I was treated to even better views.
Pottering in and out of the intricate castle corridors and endless twists and turns, I thought of my dad, and how we used to visit random castles back home. And I thought of India, where I explored so many forts π°
And of course, the typical Bled cream cake was great... Though too expensive, too enormous and too sweet, so I ended up eating half... But at least I had cake in the castle π€
As happens with most stunning places of natural beauty, I found peace by the lake and remembered that the universe holds me in its arms when I need it most.
Alone in this world but never lonely...
And with that, I made my way down, slowly to Zadar, which I did not enjoy so much. Things don't always go to plan, but the trick is to trust your Spidey instincts.
After a reassuring call with my Star, a walk by the promenade and subsequently an enormous local pizza, I was left happy again.
And so concludes my brief trip to Slovenia and to the North of Croatia.
I will write of Makarska, Dubrovnik, Mlini and Herzegovina at a later time, so that I may bask for longer in the sweet memories π
A dream of travelling to Slovenia came true ✨
And I found the peace inside, once again.
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