Prague is great and all– don’t get me wrong. But these last three months being landlocked has not been the easiest for me. Not having access to fresh fish and not being near the ocean is not what I’m used to and not what I prefer. (I know if this is my biggest complaint then I’m doing pretty well, but, still).

So I was beyond excited to arrive in Split, Croatia: a city right on the ocean. And besides gorging myself the entire weekend with octopi and full fish, the beauty of this country was absolutely breath taking. The view looked like a computer screen’s background, and while walking through Krka national park I felt like I was flipping through the pages of a national geographic magazine. I could not believe how blue and clear the water was and how magnificent the water falls were.

And as I’m sitting on this 13-hour bus ride home, I can’t help but think how lucky I am to be able to see all this in person. To be able to breath the fresh air and swim in the Adriatic, to eat fresh octopi and stare at the beauty of the mountain ranges. It felt so surreal, like I was in a scene from Game of Thrones or on any grand adventure in a beautiful fantasy world.

It almost all makes this long bus ride home worth it.