A regatta escorted us back to Trogir where we said goodbyes. I gifted my Modric jersey to Zlatco, our ship's waiter, who always shouted with glee when I wore it. In Trogir we paid tribute to the 3rd century BC marble relief of the Greek god Kairos, the god of opportunity and fleeting moments. This god is always in a hurry symbolizing moments flying by. Every Trogir household (including our hotel room) has a replica and, upon approaching it, you must touch his forelock of hair because once you have gone past him you can never get that moment back, no matter how much you long for it. Though fleeting, we're glad we grasped this moment in Croatia with family and new friends. Thanks for reading along!
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