Here is the first crop of the doors from our lovely end-of-the-year trip to the region of Goriška Brda, called “Slovenian Tuscany”.
This was one well-researched trip thanks to my knowledgeable relatives.
We drove from the Slovenian coast northwards, past Trieste through Italy toward Gorizia which is a city on the border with Slovenia where its name changes to Nova Gorica. We reentered Slovenia there and continued to the top of Sabotin hill where today’s door journey ends.
This is World War I. territory, and World War II. wasn’t far behind. It is bilingual too, with many Slovenians living across the border. Considering how much they used to fight for the borders, it’s a relief that today one barely notices the change of countries. It made me hope that it stays this way.
What this post lacks doorwise, it makes up with history. It could be argued that history is a door as well, and yet we rarely use it to learn.