Croatia's hidden beauty

Hello all! This post comes a little delayed, I already am left out of Croatia and I am currently sitting at the Johanneshof in Germany but I have been so busy with the arrival of my parents that I simply forgot all about updating my blog. This post will be short but full of wonderful photos from one of the most beautiful places on earth, Plitvice lakes. It was me and a few of my friends in our last days in Croatia that decided we had to go. We all had been trying to get there but finally we all made time and left to go. Lucky for us many friends went when it was blistering hot and unbearable, we somehow went on the one day that the weather was overcast and nice and cool. It was the perfect day to go hiking in such a scenery. The abundance of wildlife is staggering, the fish crowded the shoreline and were many different species, the dominant one being trout. It was so sad you could not fish, I would have thrown in a hook and came out with dinner there were so many. 

Now the lakes are a chain of lakes that are connected by a series of waterfalls. The water is so blue it is almost unnatural, in the following photos you will see them, and I know they might look photoshoped but I promise that it is only edited for brightness not color. It is one of the places that people say you should see before you die and I would have to agree. It was like walking through a fairy tale. It was like a spell was cast over the entire area and the more you wondered around the younger you became because of the wonder that seemed to fill you. You grew more curious as you walked down the different paths to explore caves, waterfalls, and other natural wonders. You saw old people braving steep steps just for the opportunity to be amazed by the beauty of this place. 

The trout were so many, I wish we were allowed to fish!

I know it would be impossible to explain the feeling or the beauty of this place. So I will only write quickly about how poetic the entire experience is. I say poetic because one of my friends from France was talking about the butterflies attacking people and said it was poetic in which I simply said was a bit sissy. So for the rest of the time we joked about how poetic everything was. I just want to remember this when I grow old because it was very funny. I will update soon with my fairwell to Croatia and my comming to Germany.

How Poetic!