Prekmurje, Slovenia [2]

"Here's some cake for you for breakfast." the wrinkled old face smiled at our villa door."Come on in and sit down." I said opening the door wide inviting Gizela to come into the villa. "You come out with me, after all, your husband is not at home. I saw him go by car with a set of equipment and cameras with Dimi." the old woman pulled my hand to go with her. "Wait, let me save the cake first," I said putting the cake onto a nearby tray. I don't know what else she brought for me today. There are always new cakes every day, and they always run out every day because of their deliciousness. "Come on Jade. Feeling the fresh air in the open is important. It's good for your mental nutrition, watching nature move, grow, and live." Gizela continued to say the words in front even though I was still inside looking after Gizela's cake.