I've been away for a bit, as the past three weeks were spent in Slovenia. The trip has been by far the best of the year, and one of the best of my life.
The trip began in Zagreb, where I gathered with my sisters, father and his wife. After an entertaining day in Zagreb, we headed into Slovenia to visit our relatives, the Mejac family, in Savna Pec, a tiny cluster of farms not far from Hrastnik. We spent three days there visiting, hiking around the farm, and eating (and then eating some more). We saw the home our great-grandfather, Miha, was born in. 
Seeing where you come from is such a powerful experience. The mountain near Savna Pec is evocative of Middle Mound, the hill my grandfather spent his life near. The faces are familiar, and the potica, strukla, and smiles all reminded me of those I've seen in Willard, Wisconsin (my Dad's home town) my entire life.
