From Mount Vardenik above my city to the Black Sea. This river, on whose quay we spent our childhood, flows into the slightly larger river Vrla, also in my town, and has a long path that ends in the Black Sea. When we were little, we often said that if we sail the river we will reach the sea, to see if the sea is really black. Haha, we were kids after all Od planine Vardenik iznad moga grada do Crnog mora. Ova mala recica na cijem keju smo proveli detinjstvo uliva se u malo vecu reku Vrlu isto u mom gradu i ima dugacak put koji se zavrsava u Crnom moru. Kada smo bili mali cesto smo govorili da ako otplovimo rekom sticicemo na more, da vidimo da li je more crne boje. Haha decija masta
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Jako lepa fotografija.