Three of my colleagues are on vacation. I also have an extra project that I’m working on… I have some family overseas issues which are occupying my mind in searching for solutions. Relatively, there are some emotional pressure due to the surrounding political events… Have I mentioned the extra financial obligations as the start of school year is just around the corner?
As you can see from my previous post on Croatia, the Balkans was a new discovery for me this summer. Perhaps because of a personal connection, I found that the first part of our trip was far more educational and historical.
The first two things people said to me when I told them I was off to Croatia were that I would be hot, and that it would be expensive. Having little experience of that area of Europe, my expectations were limited. There’s nothing better than picking up a book or going to a film that you’ve read or heard absolutely nothing about, and then being swept away by it when you get going. For me, this was Croatia.
(This is a short story originally posted on Yuvi’s Buzz.)
I’m in my sky-blue pajamas, sleeping in my bed close to the wall with my right knee resting on it. I always like to sleep that way, like a lizard sticking to the wall.
Thanks to Mohamad Al Karbi for being a supportive friend in the blogging world. I appreciate the opportunity to share the story of my recent vacation to my home, Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada in his Around The World category. I will be writing a different story on my own blog to connect it to this story, and the link will be at the bottom of this submission. Happy reading!
Margaree Island, floating on the horizon
My father’s parents were born in this area in 1902. My parents were born in 1932, and were married in 1952. I always thought that was an interesting play on the number 2. As with most towns in Tennessee in the 1920’s and 1930’s, there wasn’t a lot going on in the way of entertainment. Most of the area inhabitants were farmers who worked long hours to bring in crops and livestock.
First of all, I would like to thank Mohamad Al Karbi for allowing me to guest post in his blog. It is a great honour.
My native is Salem, a beautiful city in southern India. I live in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia with my husband and during our previous vacation to India, we visited Goa. It was a four-day trip and it was a fabulous experience.
