“The city exists and it has a simple secret: it knows only departures, not returns.” Italo Calvino I don’t remember going to sleep. This is how I woke up. Shell – Are you awake. Grant – Not really. I guess so. Shell – Well, I’m not. So, go back to sleep. Grant – OK It’s…
Category: Slovenia
Lazy Ljubljana
“The word miracle, as pronounced by Christian churches, gives a false impression; it is a monster. It is not one with the blowing clover and the falling rain.” Ralph Waldo Emerson I wake up to the sound of rain and go back to sleep. The sun is up when Shell decides it is time for…
Slovenia
“I was surprised, as always, by how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.” Jack Kerouac You never sleep well with a bottle of wine and two pizzas in your gut gurgling away. Pizza is an ocean of salt, so you spend the night…
Dr. Guilio Pastori – Ophthalmologist
“Though the doctors treated him, let his blood, and gave him medications to drink, he nevertheless recovered.” Leo Tolstoy Friday A trip to Trieste to find an opthalmologist. Croatia – Slovenia – Italy in the space of 30 minutes. It is easier to find an ophthalmologist in Trieste than it is to find a park….
Leaving Ljubljana
I have no ćevapi regrets. We sleep in past 07:00 and head for breakfast. The waitress informs us there is a change to the way breakfast works this morning. My immediate thoughts are that these changes have been introduced to curb our ordering enthusiasm and I have a moment of embarrassment. “There is a luxury…
Less Than Zero
It is cold today. More thick fog when we wake up. The temperature is -7C. I am thankful I grabbed a beanie yesterday. “And though the coldness I have always felt leaves me, the numbness doesn’t and probably never will.” Bret Easton Ellis We head to breakfast. Yesterday, after we had the charcuterie, the waitress…
Ljubljana
I only sleep in Italian bed linen these days. We have woken up in a blanket of thick fog. It will take a few hours to burn off. Shopping before we head to the castle. First, breakfast. Money can’t but happiness. That is what they say. I am not sure who they are, but they…
Slovenia
Previously… Dear Zagreb, we are breaking up. It’s not you, it’s me. Actually, it is you, you are not Ljubljana. But we can still be friends. “Like some wines our love could neither mature nor travel.” Graham Greene This city is stunning. The architecture, the river, the castle. It is like a fairy tale. We…
Breaking Up With Zagreb
We sleep in, kind of. Awake at 05:20. Plans for a pre breakfast walk are dismissed as we lay in bed with the window open and let the cold air in. Croatians know how to party, there is plenty of noise on the street. I don’t understand the langauge so I cannot tell if it…