Sunshine Gypsies :: Istria, Croatia

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A little Venetian-style town, on the Mediterranean coast.

Friendly locals, who speak three, four, or five languages fluently.

Warm sea, perfect for swimming.

Bright skies.

Deep sunsets.

A swarm of sparrows every night, clustering in trees by the sea, not before swarming into the pink sky in formation.

A little mountain medieval village, with two city walls, and lots of cats.

One of the oldest, intact basilicas. Golden medieval mosaics.

Ancient Roman architecture, among coloured Venetian buildings, and 1960s Soviet apartment blocks.

A four year-old celebrates her birthday by the coast. Balloons hang between trees, and we eat cake for breakfast.

Ice cream every day.

Friends, good friends, to eat ice cream with, share meals with, and watch sunsets with.

As the sun sets on our last holiday destination in Europe, the sea suddenly cools. It rains the day we leave, and all the ‘summer’ shops are now shut. It seems like an ending. And in a way it is…

Home soon, to the little sunshine house.

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