For various reasons, Croatia has been on my mind this week, so I’m taking a break from posts about the Seychelles to focus on Dubrovnik this week.
Dubrovnik, the Pearl of the Adriatic, is a gorgeous walled city. The walls are wide and well maintained, providing a wonderful walkway for looking into the city and out to the ocean beyond. Within those walls, I remember glistening white “streets” (cars are not allowed within the the walled city) and warm white walls, narrow alleys — some comprised of nothing but steps, wonderful food severed alfresco, and intricate local jewelery. The old city is a UNESCO World Heritage site, with a wealth of wonderful late medieval buildings. Dubrovnik might be my favorite jewelry shopping destination in the world, but it is so picturesque that even I had trouble staying focused on all those jewelry shops!
I was last there as part of a cruise in 2004. By that time the scars the war left on the city’s lovely buildings were mostly repaired, although obvious to those who knew where to look. Not so obvious were the scars in human hearts. People were warm and friendly, eager to enjoy life, but if you took your time, the stories would come out – sometimes when least expected, like the matter of fact explanation that the odd corrosion on that piece of jewelry is from being buried. If you, like me, were only half listening while you tried to choose between the beautiful handmade pieces (some made by your young salesmen, others by his father and grandfather), you might look up suddenly and ask “Buried? Why would it be buried?” This might lead to a story of how all the jewelry and antique cabinetry was removed and hidden before the shelling began “just in case.” And a good thing too, since a shell came straight
down through the ceiling above your head.
Despite all my reminiscing, this is my contribution to Photo Thursday at Nancie’s Budget Traveler’s Sandbox. Check it out for more images and stories from around the world.