Alex Midžić

Volunteer of Hostelling International Slovenia

Alex Midžić

I am sitting at the airport again, this time with four different currencies in my wallet, endless stories and goodbyes to short but strong friendships. Sometimes I wake up with a bittersweet feeling; I will always be surrounded by some sort of melancholy, I will always crave new stories, new adventures, new people. Even if it’s going to hurt when I leave the old behind, I will still do it, because of this bittersweet feeling I will do it again and again. I will be asked the same questions, start everything from scratch, be a new person time and time again, but I would do everything a hundred times more in a heartbeat.

I’ve long since stopped counting flights, places and people that have crossed my path. I also don’t promise anymore that we will meet again, if it’s meant for us to meet again, we will, otherwise we will be beautiful memories to each other. I like leaving pieces of myself in so many places and in memories of so many people, this transience and intensity of everything fills me. And that is why I keep doing it again and again. I go where my heart leads me. Most of the time it leads me to the North. I like mystical places, like Iceland, Finland, Alaska, Faroe Islands, Ireland. There is also a different side of me who loves travelling to South America and the Caribbean Islands. There are no limits. This world offers so much and sometimes you can find your biggest joy in the places you least expect.