I went to Ljubljana by train from Mestre (nearby Venice). The journey took about 4 hours before arrived in Ljubljana at 2030.
While walking through a busy street and looking at the map, I’m approached by one Chilean traveler asked me about which hostel do I stay, in Chilean Spanish. Too bad I can’t pick any fancy spanish but replied him in English.
He’s laughed mildly. He said that I’m look like a Chilean , hence we began to introduce ourselves. Coincidently, we stayed at the same hostel that’s located nearby the famous Triple Bridges, crosses the Ljubjanica River at Preseren Square. (central touristy element of Ljubljana) .
After done with check-in stuff and leave our luggage in a dorm room, we regroup in the lobby and head to nearest bar for typical backpacker conversation that last for almost 2 hours.
At first, I wasn’t expecting much from Ljubljana. I assumed it just small intermediary town. Surprisingly, this small town has too much to offer, extraordinary combination of treats. Despite being one of the smallest capital cities in Europe with approximate population of 280,000 , it classifies as the only Slovenian large town.
Strolling around the stalls and market was really worth my while. Retro-Yugoslav nostalgia, romantic atmosphere, numerous cultural activities, everything work together to create one of the most unique city I’ve been to so far, not to mention a wonderful friends I’ve met there.
Some say that having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness, I agree. Having a token of remembrance to someone can be evil. I prefer to not remember details, sometimes.
Soundtrack of the day: http://youtu.be/TWcyIpul8OE