It seems like a lot of time has passed by without me noticing it, it seems like I never had time or need to stop and look back, did I spend all of this months looking just in the future?
Now I am standing here, exactly two weeks away from the ending of my volunteering project and I am wondering how did I get here.
Only now I am realising that this wasn’t just a volunteering project, this wasn’t just a joke or a way to avoid real life for a while, this has been my real life.
I passed Christmas here, Easter here, new years EVE here, 1th of May and my birthday here. All of the important dates that I usually spend in well known spot with well known people doing well known activities.
During all of my past 25 birthdays I have been doing the same things: organising a party and gather all of my friends. All of 7th of Aprils I spend in my country, since kinder garden until this one.
On 7th of April 2019 I woke up in a hostel room in Zadar, Croatia, it was raining outside and I could hear two random people snoring in the shared room. Rain ruined my plan to hitchhike but not my appetite to travel. I had a breakfast and drank kava s mljiekom (macchiato in Croatian) and moved on to the newt town along the Croatian coast. With my big backpack, looking like a true traveller visited 3 cities in one day, my friends weren’t around but I made friends with the sea salt, sun, swans and the most important person in my life, ME.
All in all it was the most unexpected, ,,go with the flow,, birthday and ended in Split in another Macedonian volunteer drinking rakija that my father made and she brought from my place.