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I started travelling as a kind of self-healing process. Facing into an abyss of depression, crying myself to sleep nightly and losing all drive and ambition except for surviving the day was not how I had pictured my glorious life as a graduate.
“Your ticket,” he was blurting out his words at me. Again? I just gave him my ticket. What receipt should I put into my taxes folder if the Bosnian bus driver took that one as well? He just looked at me with daggers in his eyes. He was a no nonsense man.
Seeing the Hvar lavender fields in Croatia was high on my list. Just imagine the rows of purple, a little like those of the French Provence but more wild and in bushels. That is what Hvar was known for. Note the past tense. Those days are sadly gone. But my stubbornness didn’t want to listen […]
“Wait, you’re saying that we’ll arrive half an hour after the last bus has left? How am I supposed to get to the other side of the island?” I was dumbfounded. She just shrug her head. Too bad that I was on a boat and couldn’t just go back. That’s what you call screwed. Was […]