Hi, people! This is the brand new batch of doors from this Monday as I went to the centre of Ljubljana to get my first stab, taken by your brand-newly branded photographer.
I thought to forget about the Santa Severa castle for a while since I’ve changed countries and I’ve got some brand new doors for you.
I might have gone to a wrong place for my vaccine (I thought I knew that street name!), I might have walked a bit too long for my feet, I might have sighed over some newly built monstrosities, but I also caught many wonderful glimpses: of people who had been missing from my life, of new or previously overseen treasures, one cake, plenty of Luka Dončić ads sponsored by Dallas Mavericks (Really?? You can’t buy our love, sillies. It’s hard-won!), arty trains, and a monument to James Joyce. He stepped down from the train by mistake with his Nora, thinking they were already in Trieste, and had to spent the night on the Ljubljana train station.
And when I found the right place, I only had to wait in line thirty minutes to get stabbed.
These twelve photos were taken back to back in seven minutes on a sunny afternoon, including the time when I entered the blue door where we used to renew passports, and even though everything looked exactly the same a smiling lady told me they had stopped doing that there a long time ago. Now I need to call in to a completely other location and make an appointment first.
So this was Ljubljana this Monday. It starts with a boat on the river and it ends with another one. Somebody told me that they have doors too.
This day in my blogging history
2015: If women ran the world we wouldn’t have wars, just intense negotiations every 28 days.