Thursday Doors 24/11/22: Urban Ljubljana

A memory of a summer day with perhaps not as many doors but with the kind of urban sights that I miss the most.

I’m a city girl, no way around it. My tenth year in rural Tuscany finds me relaxed, still marvelling at the pine-green and sky-blue palette that surrounds me, and yet pining for signs of life that we don’t get here. (They are in Rome but I don’t go there either much these days.)

That’s why I enjoyed the drive and walk around my city of origin, Ljubljana in Slovenia, with my sister on this August day, especially Trubarjeva St. where our walk ended with the best falafel in town.

The last image in the gallery happened a few hours later on my walk to a regular preventive check-up. I wouldn’t pay this wall special attention hadn’t I known what was behind the next corner: the Oncology Ward.

The local band 2227 sang a long time ago: “No brains no tumors.” The test was all clear, but it wasn’t brain. I give my thanks for that, and let’s do it on all the other days as well.

Signs of the city. Sister was driving.

On the right Cukrarna, an old sugar refinery turned into a brand new cultural centre.

A particular façade.

A church reflected.

Street art at the central market. And finally, a door.

Disused bicycle factory Rog was autonomous for a while before being repossessed by city authorities.

A door in the hole?

More street art on the wall of Rog. I have more photos for another day.

To Trubarjeva St. now where my heart always picks up the beat.

All the doors and walls here are part of the process.

You can also wait for life to pass you by.

The name of this beer shop translates as “All good, Primož“. This street is named after Primož Trubar, the author of the first printed book in Slovenian.

I don’t think I have ever passed through here.

A big bright Egotrip.

Ahh, a record shop next to the Asian bistro Osha.

My camera decided to try and whiten these walls.

The view from our table as I was waiting for my falafel sandwich.

The interior of Abi Falafel. It has come a long way.

Goodbye, Trubarjeva and all your life. Please, never change.

To the hospital district. The artist gets extra points for location. The oncology ward is just around the corner.

For Thursday Doors challenge hosted by Dan at No Facilities

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