SUMMER IN CRIKVENICA

CHANGE OF SCENERY ≈ Notranja mrzlica zaradi slovesa od Ljubljane je popustila ob prvem fizičnem stiku z morjem na zaradi pozne ure skoraj prazni plaži, kjer se zbiramo lokalci; zvečer (35 stopinj v mraku) sem na terasi opazovala odhajajoče ladje in luči na fronti Klimno-Šilo-Vrbnik, v zraku sta bila rožmarin in bor, na roštilju je nekdo pripravljal sveže ribe in netopirji so nad vrtom izvajali figure, ki so še najbolj spominjale na salto mortale. Ne morem povsem dojeti, da sem spet na Hrvaškem – ne v Hrvaški iz revij ali v Zagrebu, ampak v Hrvaški običnih ljudi – in da je tam zunaj (zaradi vročine v teh 21 urah nisem šla drugam kot na plažo) hrvaščina realnost, ne pa nekaj, s čimer se doziram pretežno v samoti svoje sobe.

AURAL CONFUSION ≈ Ker mi v trenutni kontekst ne sodi nič razen lahkih not, ki se vrtijo na lokalnih radijskih postajah, moj iPod nabira prah. Glasba, ki jo poslušam (in s katero se identificiram), je v mojem življenju tako pomembna, da se sprašujem, kako malo mene je v resnici prisotno tukaj in kako veliko sem pustila doma …

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SPREMEMBA OKOLICE ≈ Inner fever caused by having said goodbye to Ljubljana for a while ceased with the first physical contact with the sea; my favorite beach known only to the locals was almost empty due to the late hour. In the evening (35 degrees Celsius at dusk) I was sitting on the terrace, watching leaving ships and lights on the front Klimno-Šilo-Vrbnik, rosemary and pine in the air, someone was preparing fresh grilled fish and in the garden bats were performing figures most reminiscent of salto mortale. I cannot grasp that I'm in Croatia – not the Croatia from magazines or Zagreb, but the Croatia of ordinary people – and that out there (I haven't been anywhere else than the beach in the past 21 hours because of the heat) Croatian equals reality, not something I have to dose myself with in the solitude of my room.

SLUŠNA ZMEDA ≈ My iPod is collecting dust because to me the light summery songs they're playing on local radio stations are the only thing that fits the current context. The music I listen to (and identify with) is such an important part of my life that I wonder how little of myself is actually present here and how much I left at home …


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