Time to Split

In Split, I have no sense of time and in no need to rush. Croatians will wonder the streets whether on a mission or not and say "bog" (hello) to friends passing by. With bread shops on nearly every corner, you can find many Croatians taking some time out of their days to stop and eat a delicious pastry and beer. I have found myself guilty of that as well!


As foreign as I may be here in Split, where Im most at home is in the ballet studio. We had our first ballet class today. It was a great feeling to be back in the studio and working hard again. Ballet was the purpose for coming to Europe and is the common interest with my new friends. Its always interesting to enter a new company and see how they communicate and work with each other. The ballet master spoke little English but in ballet, there is a universal vocabulary that is understood everywhere. 


Im becoming more and more at home here. I have left the hustle and bustle of New York City for the calm and serene surroundings of Split. I have noticed that I have little to stress about, more inspired to write and tend to enjoy Croatian cuisine. Thats not what I expected but I am pleased with it nonetheless. Who knows, maybe there will be a movies about my life!?!

The National Croatian Opera House

On walk to town

So as I end this blog posting, I will leave leave you with a Croatian word. "Hvala" means thank you!

Time to split!