Friday night, leg one of my journey home is complete as I am dining tonight not by the Adriatic Sea, but by the lights of the Munich airport.
Parted ways with my cycling pals around noon today with all of us promising to stay in touch, not sure how that will resonate after we all return to reality, but for some new found Canadian friends I hope it holds true.
I loved the trip, I mean really loved it and was sad to leave. It is a part of the world I really know nothing about, and am still figuring out. Many of the sleepy coastal towns had an Italian feel, but then again not. There is no mistaking the Slavic in the people.
I saw some truly amazing things this week and I’ll forever more love Korcula because I was served a slice of pizza from a mother/daughter who were closing up shop, they saw hunger, and answered. I’ll remember Hvar with a fun smile as I sat on the stoop steps with a shop owner and drank little glasses of vodka. And today on an oddly quiet alley, in very cruise boat busy Dubrovnik, an older lady handed me a free gelato that she was whipping up and I was watching through a little window. Small indelible moments of wonder and wonderful.
Cannot wait to see my honey pie…and my dog.. and start planning my next adventure.
Hope to see you along the way…