I’ve been to Skopje 9 times (I think)
And every time, it feels like home.
Not in an obvious way.
But in the way a place quietly settles into your routine.
I know the streets.
I know where to eat.
I know how the city moves.
It’s not trying to impress me.
It just is.
Simple. Familiar. Solid.
I don’t need to figure it out when I land.
I just plug back in.
Some places you visit once.
Some you forget.
Skopje’s the opposite.
It’s one of the few places I always want to go back to.