Watching me take a picture of the guide to the viewpoint, my partner asks me: "Doesn't it mean that wherever you find yourself, you have to climb to the highest point in that place like a mountain goat?".
"Not that I have to, I love it 🙂"
I like to look around the place I am in and enjoy the view.
And so, along the narrow stairs, we climb together to the viewpoint from which there is a beautiful view.
She didn't give up and holding hands, we headed to the top of the hill.
We climbed up to the lookout point, and as she found a wonderful place (with a beautiful view of Sremski Karlovci) to rest and read a few pages of a book.
I, as I always do, decided to explore the surroundings.
From the top of the hill, in the distance, a gravel and macadam road led.
Where?
I had to check it out.
Less than 5 minutes of walking and I found myself next to the fence of the local cemetery.
It might seem creepy or morbid to you, but I love walking through cemeteries during the day (if it were night, I probably wouldn't dare to do that 😀).
I pass through the fence of the cemetery along a narrow path and enter the cemetery in Sremski Karlovci.
I come across monuments from various eras of the past two centuries.
Names and dates of birth and death can be seen on some of them, some are overgrown with weeds, grass and confusion, and some monuments (either individual ones or those in family graves) are very neatly maintained.
There are a lot of these small monuments, in the form of crosses, but unfortunately you can't tell the name or the year since they are in this place.
And the place?
A hill in Srem above Sremski Karlovci, from which there is a beautiful view of the Danube and Bačka.
This old cemetery occupies a beautiful position, as if for those who died in the last two centuries, their descendants wanted to provide the best possible view.
The only thing is that, judging by the disarray of certain monuments, those descendants are either no longer alive, so they do not visit the graves of their ancestors, or they have moved away from these areas, so there is no one to maintain and visit the monuments.
But still the vast majority is in good condition.
Even those that are from the beginning and middle of the 19th century..
On the monuments are the names of some prominent people of that time, merchants, church dignitaries, professors, but also ordinary citizens and their wives.
Some are simply decorated, concrete, and some are made of black marble...
On some of them, the letters are completely worn and faded, and on some of them, they can be seen beautifully, as if the monument is a few years old, not a century and a half old.
I walked around the cemetery and took pictures of several interesting epitaphs.
One caught my attention:
Traveler, when you pass by this icy grave, and you remember the impermanence and nothingness of this world.
Since I am a traveler, I stopped for a few moments, thought about what is written on the monument, turned towards the Danube and enjoyed the view of the Bačka Plain for the next 10 minutes.
I could have done more, because the pleasant rays of the sun, the silence without the noise of cars or people's voices, with the song of the birds, totally relaxed me, but my partner remained at the observation deck, who probably already wondered where I got lost and if I was collecting some interesting things for my #wednesdaywalk community again.
She was right 😀
While walking, I came across an old cemetery, which I will add to my #worldmappin list, and I will probably return to it at some point, because I did not get to visit the small chapel of St. James, which is located in this cemetery.
Thank you for stopping by my post. I hope you weren't scared (it was taken during the day, not at night) and that you like the photos and the story I shared with you.
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