I'm home. And I took pictures.
Yes, all of them were from the plane.
While I was away, I heard about the Most Ljubavi, or the Bridge of Love, in Serbia. It's an interesting story, and I thought I'd tell it on my blog.
In the early 1900s, a school teacher from Serbia fell in love with an officer, serving in the army. As often as they could, they would meet on the Most Ljubavi, the bridge which would later become famous because of them. They had only just gotten engaged, when the First World War began, and the officer was forced to go off to war and fight for his country.
While his lover patiently waited for him back home, he fell in love with a nurse at his army base. He wrote a letter to his fiancee, calling off the engagement, and she was so devastated, apparently, that she died of a broken heart.
Oh, a fun fact: Elephants really can die of a broken heart.
The story passed through generations, and teenage girls, with their penchant for tragic love stories, and fear of their own relationship turning tragic, took it to heart. They began to go to the bridge where the two lovers would meet, and there they began the curious tradition of writing their name, along with that of their lover's, onto a padlock, fastening the lock to the railing, and throwing the key into the river which so conveniently flowed under the bridge.
I presume this meant that their love had been sealed in that lock, and that nothing could ever let it out (thereby, causing it to end), because the key was somewhere in the river.
As time passed, it wasn't just teenage girls who did it, but everyone crossing that bridge, afraid that the love of their life might not be the love of their life forever. And tourists, who just like doing weird things in other's countries.
I've never been to Serbia, but I would like to go there, and I would like to see this Bridge of Love.
Yes, all of them were from the plane.
While I was away, I heard about the Most Ljubavi, or the Bridge of Love, in Serbia. It's an interesting story, and I thought I'd tell it on my blog.
In the early 1900s, a school teacher from Serbia fell in love with an officer, serving in the army. As often as they could, they would meet on the Most Ljubavi, the bridge which would later become famous because of them. They had only just gotten engaged, when the First World War began, and the officer was forced to go off to war and fight for his country.
While his lover patiently waited for him back home, he fell in love with a nurse at his army base. He wrote a letter to his fiancee, calling off the engagement, and she was so devastated, apparently, that she died of a broken heart.
Oh, a fun fact: Elephants really can die of a broken heart.
The story passed through generations, and teenage girls, with their penchant for tragic love stories, and fear of their own relationship turning tragic, took it to heart. They began to go to the bridge where the two lovers would meet, and there they began the curious tradition of writing their name, along with that of their lover's, onto a padlock, fastening the lock to the railing, and throwing the key into the river which so conveniently flowed under the bridge.
I presume this meant that their love had been sealed in that lock, and that nothing could ever let it out (thereby, causing it to end), because the key was somewhere in the river.
As time passed, it wasn't just teenage girls who did it, but everyone crossing that bridge, afraid that the love of their life might not be the love of their life forever. And tourists, who just like doing weird things in other's countries.
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| As a result, the bridge now looks like this. |
And maybe fasten my own lock.
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