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Wow what do I post about that time.
I never posted... guess I was busy... and internet time was somewhat limited. Anyway, I got back from Croatia yesterday. The people I went with in June had left much earlier, they only stayed about 2 weeks as planned... I stayed on... and on.... About 1 1/2 months I stayed at a campsite near Split, and I made friends with homeless people in a little park and encountered so many beautiful things and so much sharing... and sad stories too. I got to know people from the bazaar who'd sometimes give me fruit for free because they knew I'd share it with the poor... I felt so well down there. Made friends with people who worked at the campsite too. My little tent kind of became my home. The cleaning lady became one of my best friends. She sent me an e-mail yesterday she'd keep waiting on the bench in front of the bathroom house at 7.30pm for me to get back from church.... how we'd chat there in the evenings... I really started crying yesterday.
Mild nights wonderful for camping... ok, there was one week or a bit longer when the weather was SCARY, thunderstorms and high winds... but then the summer weather came, highs in the nineties, lows mostly in the 70s... I just checked Yahoo for the weather in Split and for 10pm it said 84...
Was a long trip back yetserday. My aunt and her husband from Ausrtia (with whom I had driven down, and with my friend Raphael), who wanted to visit my parents in Switzerland, came down to meet me in Selce, much further up the coast. I had come there by bus. Since their arrival had been delayed because of car problems (the original plan had been that we'd spend a few nights at the campsite there (in June we had first slept about a week at that camp, before heading down to Split)... we didn't even spend the night at the camp there, but started the journey to Switzerland around midnight after spending some time at the campsite restaurant. When he who drove was tired he drove to the side and slept a bit... I had the backseat, so that was quite comfortable...
Now I want to work a bit here and then maybe go back down in September. Similar to what it was like in SF.... people in the park called me "little angel"... there is a very old homeless woman, who also takes care of some cats there who then had little ones too... and another very old lady, who isn't homeless but very poor, in her poverty comes and brings that first lady something to eat from home almost every day...
Wonderful little community. And I think I could really help some people too... I hope so.... anyway it's the love that counts, the sharing... the friendship.
I think I'll write more another time...
I never posted... guess I was busy... and internet time was somewhat limited. Anyway, I got back from Croatia yesterday. The people I went with in June had left much earlier, they only stayed about 2 weeks as planned... I stayed on... and on.... About 1 1/2 months I stayed at a campsite near Split, and I made friends with homeless people in a little park and encountered so many beautiful things and so much sharing... and sad stories too. I got to know people from the bazaar who'd sometimes give me fruit for free because they knew I'd share it with the poor... I felt so well down there. Made friends with people who worked at the campsite too. My little tent kind of became my home. The cleaning lady became one of my best friends. She sent me an e-mail yesterday she'd keep waiting on the bench in front of the bathroom house at 7.30pm for me to get back from church.... how we'd chat there in the evenings... I really started crying yesterday.
Mild nights wonderful for camping... ok, there was one week or a bit longer when the weather was SCARY, thunderstorms and high winds... but then the summer weather came, highs in the nineties, lows mostly in the 70s... I just checked Yahoo for the weather in Split and for 10pm it said 84...
Was a long trip back yetserday. My aunt and her husband from Ausrtia (with whom I had driven down, and with my friend Raphael), who wanted to visit my parents in Switzerland, came down to meet me in Selce, much further up the coast. I had come there by bus. Since their arrival had been delayed because of car problems (the original plan had been that we'd spend a few nights at the campsite there (in June we had first slept about a week at that camp, before heading down to Split)... we didn't even spend the night at the camp there, but started the journey to Switzerland around midnight after spending some time at the campsite restaurant. When he who drove was tired he drove to the side and slept a bit... I had the backseat, so that was quite comfortable...
Now I want to work a bit here and then maybe go back down in September. Similar to what it was like in SF.... people in the park called me "little angel"... there is a very old homeless woman, who also takes care of some cats there who then had little ones too... and another very old lady, who isn't homeless but very poor, in her poverty comes and brings that first lady something to eat from home almost every day...
Wonderful little community. And I think I could really help some people too... I hope so.... anyway it's the love that counts, the sharing... the friendship.
I think I'll write more another time...