Like a fickle lover I fell in love with something new and forgot about what I left behind.
Holiday memories, the story continues…….
From Hvar we spent a day getting to Dubrovnik, sulking and sick I was distracted by the beauty of the scenery we drove through on our 5 hour bus trip.
I hated leaving Hvar, and as always when on holidays, wished I had longer to stay there.
I concentrated on not throwing up as the bus climbed higher and the roads became curvier by breathing deeply, listening to music and falling in love with the beauty of the country even more.
Traveling seems to heighten emotions, one moment I am really sad to leave somewhere, the next you are arriving somewhere new, and your excitement levels are instantly reaching fever pitch, and like a fickle lover- you are falling in love with something new and forgetting what you left behind!
As you may have seen the hotel we stayed at in Dubrovnik was as Tina Turner put so adequately, ‘simply the best’
It was a real struggle to leave the hotel, and for about a second I actually entertained the idea of not leaving it at all.
A second is a long time for someone like me, who wants to explore and experience everything at all once.
So when my brain regained sanity we decided we would awake really early, eat breakfast, then set out to explore Dubrovnik, then come back to enjoy our hotel. We only had two nights and one full day there.
Yes always the schemer that’s me !
Trying to do it all, relaxing, exploring, resting, not sleeping – I am a whirlwind of contradictions, but somehow it always works.
To be continued……