I had no intention on ever setting foot in Macedonia. In fact, until I started researching for this fellowship (I'll be honest even though it's embarrassing) I don't think could have pointed Macedonia out on a map. Shameful I know. Now that I'm here I can't leave.
|Looking for unexploded things|
Another fun fact: There are unexploded something-or-others (probably bombs) still in the water from World War I. Currently, there are diving teams working to retrieve these unexploded-whatevers. So much history!
The other day I went on a bit of a wander and ended up getting lost. I walked down from the fortresses meaning to get to the Basilica and apparently took a wrong turn somewhere. I don't know how that happened look at how helpful their signs are! So helpful. I ended up just following a bunch of dirt paths that zig-zagged back and forth over the hillside. I followed one path down, down, down until I found an empty beach. I perched myself on a rock and watched the birds dive towards some poor unsuspecting fish as the afternoon breeze skimmed the surface of the water.