When North meet South

~ 54. Zlatibor Day 1~

~02.02.2024.~

Teodora's pov:

*It's Friday night. We finished the school day and later the rehearsal. I don't know about you, but it's literally spring outside even though it's only the beginning of February. I miss the snow, honestly, there wasn't much in January. Maybe it would be best if I spent the weekend on the mountain. I could, but I, no way I will go alone. I will invite my sister Ana, my best friend Kate and Andrea.*

--Skip time--

*We decided to make the most of the beautiful weekend by heading to the picturesque mountain of Zlatibor for a spontaneous skiing adventure.*

*Since we are only going for two days, I will pack everything I need in my backpack. We will be accommodated in a house that we rented for the weekend. We are leaving tomorrow morning, so I should go to bed earlier.*

~03.02.2024.~

*Arriving at the snow-capped slopes of Zlatibor, we were greeted by a breathtaking panorama of majestic peaks and glistening snow. We went to the house to leave our things and get dressed because it is much colder outside.*

--Skip time--

*Excitement bubbled within us as we strapped on our ski gear and prepared to hit the slopes, eager to embrace the thrill of gliding down the mountainside. As we navigated the winding trails, laughter filled the crisp mountain air, with each turn and jump adding to the exhilaration of the experience. It was a perfect day spent in the embrace of nature, surrounded by the warmth of friendship and the joy of shared adventure.*

*As the afternoon sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the snow-covered landscape, we decided to take a break and unwind at a cozy mountain lodge nestled amidst the trees.*

*As we settled into the rustic charm of the lodge, savoring hot cocoa by the crackling fireplace, a familiar face caught our attention. Standing by the window, gazing out at the tranquil scenery, was none other than a renowned Serbian singer, Saša Kovačević, whose soulful performances had captivated audiences around the world.*

*Recognizing him instantly, we couldn't resist the opportunity to strike up a conversation and express our admiration for his work. With excited smiles, we approached him, and he greeted us with a warm smile, his eyes twinkling with genuine warmth.*

Saša: Hello there! *he said, extending a hand in greeting.*

Me: It's truly an honor to meet you *I replied, my voice tinged with excitement.*

 Kate: Your music is simply beautiful. It can be listened to in all moods, when we are sad, when we are happy, when we are bored, and every time.. What brings you to Zlatibor today If that's not a secret?

*He chuckled softly, settling into a nearby armchair.*

Saša: I come here often to recharge and find inspiration * he explained, gesturing towards the majestic landscape beyond the window.* There's something magical about the mountains that speaks to the soul.

*As we exchanged stories of our own experiences on the mountain and our shared love for music and adventure, a sense of camaraderie blossomed between us. He regaled us with tales of his time spent exploring the rugged terrain of Zlatibor, finding solace and creativity amidst the serenity of nature.*

Saša: It's moments like these that remind me of the beauty and wonder of the world. *He mused, his gaze drifting towards the snow-covered peaks outside.* And meeting kindred spirits who likes music like yourselves only adds to the magic.

*We nodded in agreement, captivated by his words and the depth of his passion for both his craft and the natural world. As the conversation flowed effortlessly, we found ourselves immersed in a shared appreciation for the simple joys of life and the power of connection.*

*As the evening wore on and the fire crackled softly in the background, we bid our newfound friend farewell, grateful for the unexpected encounter and the memories we had shared on the slopes of Zlatibor. With hearts full of gratitude and inspiration, we made our way back home, carrying with us the warmth of friendship and the echoes of laughter from our unforgettable Saturday adventure.*