The Day I Got Lost at Plitvice

Everyone posts the waterfalls. No one posts the part where the map makes no sense, the sun is too much, and you’re halfway between two buses with no idea if you’re even on the right trail. I kept thinking: this is supposed to be beautiful. Why am I just tired? I sat on a damp log, watched a family pass by, and realized I’d spent more time worrying about missing the perfect photo than actually seeing anything. Plitvice is stunning, but I barely remember the views—just the ache in my legs and the weird relief of finally giving up on the plan. Sometimes the only thing you bring home is the memory of being lost, and that’s enough. #Travel #TravelUnfiltered #LostAndFound