There are a lot of cats in Croatia. Just out and about.
I had a beautiful vacation - and knee-recuperation from the St. Cuthbert's hike - with some friends for our last celebratory trip before graduation. It was a wonderful week of sea and sun, swimming in the calm, clear water, and only walking the few steps down to the sea (or to the tiny store in town). We toured Dubrovnik briefly - with its intriguing, tourist-filled Old Town, now catering to the Game of Thrones crowd - but after getting to our destination we didn't leave the island once. It was so nice to wake early, read, lie in the sun, swim, eat, nap, drink, talk, sleep, and do it all over again.
I highly recommend someplace like Mljet, which has only two ferries a day, for a good, solid getaway. You can soak up beautiful scenery and store up the energy of a slow pace, which is the only antidote to modern life (see, you're even multitasking!). I won't go on and on about its wonders, because I'm afraid of rubbing it in...or of missing it, and the wonderful company, too much already. If you can get away, definitely do. But you can also make your own mini-Mljet: a long, meandering conversation with good friends and wine, music that makes you get up and dance, a pause to savor the sedate pleasures of a cup of tea. It doesn't have to look like this, although that certainly helps with the appreciation bit.
I highly recommend someplace like Mljet, which has only two ferries a day, for a good, solid getaway. You can soak up beautiful scenery and store up the energy of a slow pace, which is the only antidote to modern life (see, you're even multitasking!). I won't go on and on about its wonders, because I'm afraid of rubbing it in...or of missing it, and the wonderful company, too much already. If you can get away, definitely do. But you can also make your own mini-Mljet: a long, meandering conversation with good friends and wine, music that makes you get up and dance, a pause to savor the sedate pleasures of a cup of tea. It doesn't have to look like this, although that certainly helps with the appreciation bit.
My life has and will become even more peripatetic in these last few weeks - graduation recap, Scotland, and Italy posts will follow shortly. Because damned if I'm not going to squeeze every last ounce of living out of this strange, rare orange while I still can!
Love,
Annie
Love,
Annie