And our last stop on our way home on Sunday was in Ljubljana, Slovenia. We did a free tour of the town and learned lot’s of interesting facts which I now cannot remember (Mom? Dad? Do you remember any highlights??)
The tour started in front of this “red” church. While waiting for the tour to begin we met an Irish lad who had a childhood friend who fell from the cliffs of Moher and survived. The story sounded very familiar, a woman we had stayed with in Ireland near the cliffs had told us a similar story about her son. Turns out, it was the same guy. Random connection.
AMAZING street performers. Possibly the best we’ve encountered in Europe.
I remember how loudly these leaves crunched under Jonah’s feet as we struggled to hear the tour guide.
I do remember that this building was designed to look like fabric.
And this dragon bridge is very symbolic of Ljubljana. The same dragons are on the castle at the top of the hill in the middle of the town (we did not venture up).
When we first got out of the car, I could have sworn I saw a white rat come out of a tree for some locals with a piece of bread. No one else saw it so I am not sure they believed me, but I convinced them on our way back to the car to wait with me while I attempted to lure the rat out again with some food. Sure enough, there is a white rat living in this tree.