Ljubljana welcoming committee

The train left Venice two hours late, was held up at the Slovenian border for four hours while the remains of the Gestapo tore almost everyone’s baggage apart and questioned us within an inch of our lives. (As it’s now part of the EU, the legendery Slovenian border police have been retired! Yay!)

We arrived in Ljubljana at 11pm in the midst of a lightning storm, had to walk a couple hundred metres in the downpour to reach the station. We had no booking, but the station agent found us a room at the 2 star Park Hotel. It would even get worse before it got better.

And yet… I fell in love with the place and would recommend it to anyone who’d like to venture off the standard European holiday… a millenia of history you can touch and taste, charming architecture in the vibrant old town, renovations and restorations, lingering remnants of the soviet era and possibly the nicest, warmest people in the world. And of course – the dragon.

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4 thoughts on “Ljubljana welcoming committee

    1. Yes, yes yes! I want to go back there… I have an Eastern European holiday booked in the back of my mind, travelling by car from Venice (just because I LOVE Venice and all its candy coated confections) and meandering up through Slovenia, Hungary, Austria, The Czech Republic, Poland, Lithuania, Latvia and ending up in Estonia as the snows arrive… It’s such a big trip and keeps getting pushed back as life makes demands that can’t be ignored…

      Still – one must have dreams…


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