Time to admit to our whereabouts: we traveled to the island of Mljet, the southernmost Croatian island in the Adriatic. In my mind I'm still seeing boats from my balcony
smelling the pine trees
dipping feet in the sea whose color is unmatchable by any other
Ruslan has a theory that our spirit lingers on at the places we visited long after our body has relocated elsewhere. So the fact that my mind is still on Mljet makes it difficult to write. Plus, I'm so busy with all the
But I promise a proper post with lots of pics and
random babb witty thoughts, very soon.