Snow in Slovenia
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Awoke bright and early this morning, determined to shrug off the nightmard that was yesteday and start afresh. Having arrived in the dark last night I was somewhat disoriented and was amused this morning to find that I was staying in what was essentially a converted communist-style office block, quaintly named "Hotel Park". It is, however, spotlessly clean, warm, and very friendly - and right near the Old Town so can"t really ask for much more. Breakfast was fresh warm bread with cheese and meat and fresh juice... how good can it get?
Ljubljana is a beautiful city. Not in a stunning Parisian kind of way (there are only 300,000 people in this capital city after all), but in a really subtle, classy kind of way. Every second street or square is named after an author or poet or architect or artist - and the focus on the arts carries right through the whole city.
I came here mainly because it is the setting of my favourite book by Paulo Coelho and I can see why, as a philosophical author, he found it such an attractive city- it would inspire even the most un-artsy to create something! Even the snow seems to fall in just the right way, not in a rough, hurried, blizzard-like fashion but gently and discretely as if each snowflake knows exactly where it"s going in order to take its place amongst the others.
The city was alive tonight when I went out for some dinner. Ljubljana has really turned in on for the Christmas festival period, even for such a small city. In every corner of the town there were different outdoor music concerts for different age groups (each stopping on the hour for mass when everyone would disperse then re-group and it all started again!) and there were street performers, fireworks, markets, light displays... it"s snowing and it"s beautiful. Had a fantastic dinner in the middle of it all at an Italian/Slovene place and walked back to my communist office amidst fireworks and gentle snow in -8 degrees. Brilliant.
Leaving tomorrow morning for Bled, 60kms northwest of Ljubljana. A part of me doesn"t want to leave this place but then again, the reason for the trip is for the journeying and I neither can I wait to be on the move again. So, until then.