It took me an instant to fall in love with Split. And even less time to realize my traveling days were in front of me, not in the past (thanks to a certain person who provided instantaneous enlightenment).
Nearly one year after I left Split, I found myself back in this seaside town, life entirely different. The first thing I did was track down the person who changed my life — I had to tell him “thank you.”
The second thing I did? Sit back, smile and relish in the beauty of the moment, the beauty of the town (including the laundry hanging from the ancient windows), and the beauty of travel.
4 thoughts on “Daily Wanderlust: clean clothes in Split”
I only arrived and caught a ferry in Split. This photo makes me regret that! I must go back for a wander. Great shot!
Oh, Split is one of my favorite cities in the world. I know plenty of people who are not impressed with it, but for me, the memories I have there and the part it played in my life, make it so spectacular.
This shot makes me remember when I was in a small village in Sicily in Italy. There old women used to hankd laundry from the windows! It’s seemed to be back in time!
Doesn’t it feel like that? I instantly feel transported into another world!