Zadar, Split and Medjugorje!
Wow! It's been a while. Sorry I haven't posted I've been very busy. So
where did I leave off? I spent two weekends ago in the coastal town in Zadar.
It was beautiful, really cold though. I also had my first hostel-like
experience. We had a private bathroom, but the place was loud, two twin beds,
no TV, no phone, just the basics. A light bulb exploded and it was freezing but
other than that it was okay. Zadar is a cool city though! I mostly explored and
shocker, sat at cafes and drank coffee. Monday was a day off work so I went to
Dolac and got some food as well as played charades with the lady at the
pharmacy to get allergy medicine. I then worked two days.

My mom and dad
flew in on Tuesday evening (YAY!) so we had a nice dinner in the centar and
they had an amazing hotel room with a great view. They explored the city of
Zagreb on Wednesday while I worked. Wednesday we again had dinner and pivo in
centar. Thursday we took a day trip to the national park and UNESCO world
heritage site Plitvice. It was beautiful there as well. The park is covered
with clear blue lakes, rushing waterfalls and lush forestry. The hike took us
from the top to the bottom of these lakes. Friday we rented a car and
started on an epic road trip. We drove to Split, another quaint coastal
Croatian town and saw Diocletian’s Palace. We then enjoyed a cup of coffee
inside the palace walls on the steps outside the church and listened to Klapa,
a traditional a capella singing from Dalmatia. We drove then, to Bosnia and
Herzegovina to a little town called Medjugorje. Immediately as you enter
Medjugorje you feel an incredible amount of faithfulness towards Jesus. It’s
incredibly peaceful. Saturday we went to mass at the main church in town with
hundreds of other English-speaking pilgrims, although masses before and after
ours were in other languages. We then set out to climb Apparition Hill where
Mary appeared frequently to visionaries in the 1980’s and 1990’s. Although she
still appears to some of them, she appears mainly in the Sacristy of the main
church. The climb was difficult but so worth it. At the top people were praying
to God and asking Our Lady for her prayers as well in so many languages and in
so many ways. Even in the pouring rain. Faith that strong was an incredible
sight. The rest of the time in Medjugorje was spent eating, relaxing and
attending Sunday Mass. Now I’m back in Zagreb and who knows what the next
adventure will bring. Bok! 

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