That’s “hello” from Croatia. My family and I are spending a few weeks in Europe visiting friends. We travelled here via a Space-A (space available) military flight from McGuire AFB in New Jersey.
Our first two days were consumed by travel…and the kids held up surprisingly well. 25 hours after leaving Virginia Beach, we arrived at our hotel in Stuttgart, Germany. The next day we drove through Germany, Austria and Slovenia, finally arriving in Zagreb, Croatia around 11:30 PM.
Some of our closest friends are living here for a bit and we couldn’t pass up the opportunity to visit them. There’s something magical about Europe — and even moreso visiting here with a photographer’s eyes. I lived in London in my early twenties and have visited a few tiems since. This trip is different though — I am a mother now. A photographer too. Everywhere I look is a photograph. I see so much more, feel so differently.
One of my favorite excerpts by Truman Capote sums this up well:
“It was right that I had gone to Europe, if only because I could look again with wonder. Past certain ages or certain wisdoms it is very difficult to look with wonder; it is best done when one is a child; after that, and if you are lucky, you will find a bridge of childhood and walk across it. Going to Europe was like that. It was a bridge of childhood, one that led over the seas and through the forests straight into my imagination’s earliest landscapes. One way or another I had gone to a good many places, from Mexico to Maine, and then to think I had to go all the way to Europe to go back to my hometown, my fire and room where stories and legends seemed always to live beyond the limits of our town. And that is where the legends were: in the harp, the castle, the rustling of the swans.”
So here I am – enjoying God’s creation, wonderful friends, my family of four, exotic food and delicious wine. Seeing anew and doing it with the best company I can imagine. It’s late now — and we’re still jet lagged a bit since the time is six hours ahead of the States. But, I leave you with these snapshots taken with my iphone. I’m taking photos with my pro gear too — but I enjoy the immediacy of these and their nostalgic feel. The low-pressure “point and shoot” style of capturing a moment. It seems a bit fitting for this journey.
arrival in ramstein, germany (they have an AMAZING family room at the USO)
the alps (as seen from the autoban)
chasing pigeons in zagreb
homemade meals in the evening
bestie nicole (+ finn + blythe)