Out of endless Piran doors, here are some that caught my eye this time.
Yesterday I had a sobering walk through the centre of Ljubljana. It was a vulgar display of availability for money. In comparison, Slovenian coast still has its spirit, at least Piran does. And I’m not talking about the smell of pee, even though there’s that.
Today we are back on the coast where love is not in the air but in Italy, working. On my photos he is still here. Never enough amore.
And then I shall experience the madness that is a “Dubioza kolektiv” concert. They are from Bosnia and they play in Koper. They go around a lot and are worth checking out. “No escape from Balkan“.
Photo: © signature mmm