Part 11: Sweet bleeding dragons, and brightly painted plungers in Western Slovenja
March 20th 2010 “It only takes cursory sample of your average Slovenian’s English to see how badly my Italian sucks,” says a note from my pad. “I could never have had this short conversation about beer in Italian.”
Ljubljana
Arriving in Ljubljana, it is clear this small town has something special. It has an air of safety and accommodation. I feel accepted and allowed to go about my plans without being
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