In the early days of September, I wandered a city with walls that stretched on forever. I went out each morning with the intention of getting lost. My sandals wandered alleys where cream stone shone in sunlight around each twist and turn. Orange tiled rooftops created a quilt over buildings below. Flowers climbed to new heights and cats lazed about in the summer heat. Shadow and light played games during the day, as colorful fabrics dried in the breeze. Surrounding it all, the sea shone a bright blue, matching the cloudless sky above. My days in Dubrovnik were filled with a lightness of being, Croatia being a dream I know I will return to.