I didn’t plan to blog from Azerbaijan because I’d made such plans in the past, and they did not turn out very well. So I gave myself some time off. But when I came back home, I didn’t want to blog right away either. Not so travel-bloggish of me, is it? The thing is, with some of my experiences I was not that impressed and I didn’t want to write with that in my mind, but to let it cool.

So it did. I now look back at my time there fondly—more than I did right after coming back. It was ten days of being completely out of this world, and honestly, I really needed it.

For ten days I didn’t think about the bills I needed to pay or job I didn’t have or anything like that. I think I was living in the present, being present.

Weekend Reads #81

Hello there! I've been quiet for some time here, and honestly, I would just rather sit and stare at another meaningless website than focus on writing. It's just so hot. (And the cheese pie in the oven doesn't help. Why on Earth do I bake a pie on a hot day? God knows.) I am super slow and my sleeping routine is a mess and I'm not sure how to fix it. (Ideas, anyone??) Anyway, here's an attempt to be normal on a Friday. Weekend Reads, y'all. Enjoy!

Zlatibor Mountain, Serbia—A Perfect Getaway

I like, love, adore and enjoy traveling.

(Which shouldn’t come as a surprise since you’re reading what I imagine to be a travel blog.)

Yet so it happened that I’m mainly traveling abroad. It’s more available than ever, and the world is so big and beautiful and waiting for me to discover it and see in person everything I’ve been longing for since… well, forever.

It’s easy to end up seduced by the very world and forget about what’s in my backyard.

Well, not literally. (Though there is a cherry tree and I should pick some while they’re still good.)

I’m talking about Serbia, my home country.