Today celebrates my oldest (that is, earliest) friend.
First her father and my father met in their Maribor, went to school and played basketball together for team Branik. Below is a photo from 1963. (I’ll let you guess who the fathers are. :D) (ADD-IT: I removed the fresh re-enactment of this photo because it will be published in a book soon.)
Then they married (one woman each) and moved to Ljubljana. First her father, then mine. Then we were born in the same year, first her, then me. Then came the year when she got a brother, and me a sister. Then they got a dog.
Thank you for hosting us at your beautiful summer camp on the island of Krk last summer (more photos from there here). Who would say that you’d find a place that can rival Duba.
I hope we can one day have some fun together over here – possibly with the third gracia – and talk about the times when we were crazy and young. Welcome! (Captions available by clicking on each photo)
Duba, Pelješac peninsula, Croatia
Camp Škrila, island Krk, Croatia
Blue and yellow
Green summer kitchen
Oldest friends (one younger than the other)
You are the younger one 😀
We need one more…
…to make three gracias
Photo: MM & MC (
Oldest friends) & MB (
Three gracias) & archive MB (
basketball team)
Tanti auguuuuuuuuuuuri per te
tanti auguuuuuri per te
tanti auguri, cara Nika
tanti auguri per te!