Our Day in Split, Croatia

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Split is a much loved coastal city where tourists might come to stay, but my guess is that the city mainly serves as a short stop-over for the travelers who are mid-journey waiting for the ferry rides to neighboring islands.   City hasn’t changed much from what it was like five years ago. Same coastal feels and locals going about their business.

We spend the morning walking through the farmers market before exploring city’s narrow streets filled with shops all stocked with the latest designer pieces. European folks have a certain relationship with style and trends, especially young folk. You might not be rolling in the dough, but still manage to land a pair of latest sunglasses. Most people”zive skromno” live within their means and are making weekly trips to “pijaca” farmers’ market for their fruit and veg. Ahhh so good, my heart aches for the produce and quality that you get from these hard working farmers.

Something that really stuck with me though was being told off for reaching out to a stray cat. A cat that only had one eye and had no other visible issues, he/she was simply approaching of hopes of being given food. A shop owner was quick to stay how stupid it was of me to reach out to the cat given that it probably had rabies. In that very moment, a lot went through my mind. First, I really wanted to tell him to please mind his own business, but he did have a point. The cat could have been infected with a deadly virus. My concern though was not whether it did or it didn’t, my concern was with the assumption this man was making while selling high-end garments. In that very moment, I once again understood what was wrong with the world. Our priorities are all wrong. He might own a fairly successful little shop selling people shit they don’t need, but as long as there are stray, ill, and hungry animals walking outside his shop, none of that matters. I wish I could have said, “sir, it appears that you place more value in jewellery and clothes than a living four-legged friend counting on your help for survival.” How do I communicate that to a stranger? All my years of learning about the human mind did not help me in this situation. I simply walked away, not saying a single thing.

 

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  • Ines, your blog is truly beautiful. I have submitted my details to your email subscription. Looking forward to following you regularly. Love, Andrea xx

    • Ines | By the Sea said:

      Thank you Andrea, really appreciate you coming and taking a peak. xo