Do you know this feeling of falling in love with a place? Yes, you do, I am sure. And do you know that the same feeling is still there in your heart and it is easy to get in touch with it? I’ve just discovered that going through my last year’s pictures made me nearly as happy as when I was there. I used to watch my old photos with a sigh “I wish I were there now”, and there would be a taste of sadness in this activity. But today, maybe, because it is a sunny day in Oslo, or because I know I will be there this summer – revisiting the photos of my beloved Croatian town made my heart beat with joy and love, no note of sadness in it. And I just cannot keep this love to myself! So let’s share it!
Making a post about Croatia has been my intention for a very long time. And it was rekindled by a recent discussion of a village life and yoga retreat. So here we go! Last year I had one of the happiest experiences in my life. I stayed in Croatia for three weeks, first for a salsa festival in Rovinj, then I had some alone time there, eating, relaxing and taking photos, before I traveled to Split and took a ferry to Hvar island where I joined a yoga retreat in the quiet village. I called this vacation my own “Eat.Pray.Love project”: where yoga retreat would be pray, a solo stay would be eat, and salsa would be definitely love (for my love of dancing, not for a romance, though there is a flirting included 🙂 )
I had come to Rovinj for the first time in 2015 for a week of salsa festival and fell forever in love with the place. Unfortunately, during that week of beach parties, workshops, dancing on the squares and in the old factory halls, sleep deprivation and total craziness, I had no time to soak in the atmosphere of the town. We were constantly on our way from the market, to the beach, to the restaurant, to the party – gasping for one second at the beauty around us and running off in the next one. So I decided that this time I would stay after the festival to see and feel the place. And it was a lovely stay. Though it felt weird to be in a town which I knew to be overtaken by 4.000 dancers from all over the world – and without them, without that spontaneous dancing on every corner, the place felt strange and way too peaceful 🙂
In my next post I will share my reasons to fall in love with Rovinj – even if you are not passionate for Afro-Latin dancing 😉
Do you have places that make you feel like you are having a romance with? Share your love!