Nautical theme | Nea Skioni, Greece

Three things:

1. Today marks the 100th anniversary since the sinking of Titanic – an event that caused the death of 1,514 people (making it one of the deadliest peacetime maritime disasters in history) and that, in the century that followed, became the iconic subject of endless paraphernalia, books, movies, exhibitions and proverbial sayings. (I highly recommend reading this unusual story about the mark left by the Titanic’s sinking on an otherwise unremarkable Bulgarian village.)

2. The color of the Aegean that you can see on the left edge of the right picture above is exactly what I had in mind when I wanted to paint my living room’s wall “the color of the sea”. I almost gave up, as I looked for paint everywhere and almost became convinced that this color doesn’t exits anywhere but in my imagination, but finally had it made especially (to pretty great results, if I say so myself – you can see the resulting wall color here).

3. The first glimpse of the sea still takes my breath away, although it was neither the first time I saw the sea this year (after the Atlantic in January and the Mediterranean in February), nor was it the long-awaited first sight of the Black Sea from my childhood (that I have written about here).

I’ve spent the last 40 minutes trying to pick one of these three things around which to spin a nautically-themed post, but then I thought, why not include all of them? Then, I proceeded to ignore the possible answers to that question (such as: because they are neither related nor equally compelling or interesting to read) and did it anyway. I hope you find something worthwhile here either way, and – at worst, that I’ve made you think and dream of the sea, which is never a bad thing. And by never, I mean all the times you do it while managing to banish nagging thoughts of maritime disasters.

Morceaux de Marseille* | Marseille, France

* I’m well aware of how pretentious it is to use French phrases in lieu (ooops, did it again!) of perfectly good English ones, but “pieces of Marseille” somehow doesn’t have as nice of a ring to it, does it? On second thought, I could have named this post “Morsels of Marseille” but that just sounds weird.

P.S. Isn’t the light in the second part of the photos just magical? Almost as magical as walking on the beach in February, I must say.

CBB*: sharing the same sea | istria and korčula, croatia

And finally…. the first installment from my favorite twin sisters Tina and Nina (from fine2meline), as part of our Cross Balkan Blogging project*, is here. Enjoy!

this first cross balkan project post from mali vrh will be of course something special. it is that nina and i were in different places these last days. so this post will be done from two parts. but we were sharing the same sea. in a way things are not so far away.

istria. the last few days i spent in istria. in september this part of croatia is really special. not just that most of the tourists are back home (this year it’s a bit different, the season is still on) and the local people can be more relaxed, but also the weather conditions are mostly great. nice temperatures again and friendly. and if you combine this with great culinary offers, then i call this a victory. just on the way home…. no wait …. to go from the beginning, because it is important. on the way there, we always stop at one coffee place (there has to be something really serious not to do so). and not so much for the coffee, though it is good, but for the one cookie they give with it. oh, joy. so good. the cookies, it turned out, are from the little local bakery called “Delicia.” i remember the first time we were at the coffee place and got the coconut version of them cookies. it was immediate addiction. at the time there was no option to buy them. and today….the cookie at the coffee place is with chocolate drops and there is an option to buy all kinds in the factory just few minutes away. so we stopped of course. first in the bakery and then at the coffee place. i went into the bakery to get 1kg and came out with 3. the lady there was so nice, we had a little talk and at the end she gave me one big bag of cookies gratis. and not just this, they were also still too hot to be sealed! and what a smell there was in the bakery….would be great place just to come there to read a book.
the next few days we spent in the little village, some km from the sea. very silent, except of the neighbor, who can’t stop talking.
rest…..a bit of reading next to the sea, driving around with the car and good music. on the way home there was a really good lunch at the local place called “Danijela.” nice istria all together.

korčula. so, while one melina was in istria, the other was exploring the wonders of korčula island, also in croatia. training body by swimming, riding bike, reading books, picking figs, admiring big ship visiting the island and most of all…  cooking. at the end i got a bit ill, which lead to little eariler “coming back to slovenia action,” but didn’t ruin anything. marko … polo … marko …. marko … polo … was the name of the ship that took us there. and he, marko, was born in korčula, but… uuuu i really like purple figs, more then greenish ones ;)

* More about the Cross Balkan Blogging project and all posts as part of it.