Not all of today’s revelations will be secrets or news – at least not to the likes of Snow Melts Somewhere who has been around my blog since the start – but if anything they won’t be fake.
I don’t know how
Snow expects me to write an informative, funny, illustrative and secretive post after she dropped the title Forbrydelsen and now I’m all immersed in the hygge Danish crime-solving, wondering where Friday and Saturday have gone, and I’m not even done with Season 1 yet.
(And now I know that half of you who are reading this will be as well, Snow included. Haha. But not Amanda. I’m certain she has seen it all already. She is a Scandi fan.)
This post is a bit me-heavy but I was astonished at some of today’s photos so much that I had to include them. I don’t look back all that often. To think that all that is really me!
The way I do my compilations is I throw my eye (as Slovenians would say) upon my archives and those twenty images (or so) that catch my eye first with regard to the theme in question are the winners. This time I decided to concentrate on my Pre-Italy folder. Hard to believe it, but there really was such a time.
These photos were taken from 2007 to April 6th 2013 when I had my farewell party. One week later I was gone.
Little known fact: Slovenia has its own Aurora Borealis. This is the sky above Ljubljana. I once swam at the private island owned by Onassis near Lefkas in Greece. I once caught a fish, at the Hvar island in Croatia. Here I am eating my first raw oyster in the Šibenik fjord during that same trip. The skipper waiting his turn. This was my crew, seven guys drove me around Croatia for a week in October. My only sailing holiday. Here we occupied Vela Luka harbour on the Korčula island and staged an impromptu concert. That is my ex with the tamburine. We also visited the Blue Grotto on the Biševo island next to Vis. When the week was over, we almost disembarked at Biograd instead of Zadar where we started. Our GPS died on Day one. This sight told us we still have 17 NM to go. I found it hilarious. I also used to model big foot machines. (Well…) In Hungary, I think. For ten years I played cards at national championships and smaller tournaments and won some. My parents bought this land and built this house in Piran because of this palm tree and some fortunate gravel sale. We found our first dog Žak in the trash can with the entire litter. He grew into a fine retriever/Labrador. In 2010 I visited London to hear Pearl Jam in concert and watch a calcio match England : Slovenia on enemy’s territory. This man won by dirty play. I was really really angry. That year I turned 40 and went through an exercise regime. This is as fit as I’ll ever look, running our annual garden card tournament. I went to Prague with three friends of a friend for another round of Pearl Jam. This Jože Plečnik church was a big surprise. Then things happened and amore found himself in my ex pink bedroom. Yes, that is a tree mushroom on the wall. I had a great farewell party where they had to let me sing. My friend sang an Italian song but at the end revealed his true colours. Happy friends and sister and importantly – the Danish flag. I was a member of Danish-Slovenian friendship club and spent a week in Denmark as a journalist. But telling you, that Aurora Slovenialis… And now a lesson: If I’m telling you things that nobody tells you, beware. There might be a reason. (#MadeItUp)
Friendly Friday Photo Challenge hosted by The Snow Melts Somewhere: Secrets