Today’s post won’t be so much about the statues themselves but rather about the whole deal: the Ljubljana Castle and the funicular to get up there. Unless I make you walk.
When amore visited my city for the first time, it was January. There was no snow on the ground, but it was nicely cold, as it tends to get over there. I took him up the Castle hill, reminiscing about the times our teacher made us run up there during the PE classes in high school which was just beneath. No wonder I preferred hiding and playing ball with the guys. On the entire (linguistically-oriented) school there were so few of them that they had problems making up two teams.
As we were huffing a bit upon reaching the summit, the first thing he noticed was the funicular. His eyes zeroed into mine and he said: “So, there is a funicular!” This was followed by, louder and louder: “Sooo, there is the road!” and “Soooooo, there is a little tourist train!!!!” There are all those things, and yet I made him walk. I don’t know if he would ever let it go.
The funicular is one of those funny things you’d never believe will exist in the future, such as the 9-year-primary school, just funnier. Somebody should have told me this when I was little, I’d be so much happier with my 8 years.
Halooo!! This is just a molehill of a hill! Why does it need a funicular? It’s not like the Jesus in Rio! I guess the ride lasts about 1 minute. Let me check. Yep, exactly one minute.
Well, here it is and that is that. Here are some images from around its bottom station.
And what can you see when you reach the top, however one should manage it?
Okay, have two more Ljubljana statues, life is short: