Today, the exhaustion hit.  So, while a thunderstorm raged outside, the kid and I hung out and watched retro music videos and ate potato chips.  Eventually, the rain stopped and we got hungry for real food, so we headed downtown.  Checked out the oldest sections of the city Trnovo and Krakovo, which still have sections of a Roman wall from 14 AD, courtesy of Augustus.  

Enough of this sightseeing, it is time to eat.  Found a lovely outdoor table, and ordered a cheese pizza.  This is (most of) what showed up.  I didn't expect my cheese pizza to be sectioned off, by cheese variation.  E ate the mozzarella section.  I went kitty korner for goat cheese.  Haven't established the yellow blobs, but I did find a camembert rind melted onto the pizza. 

We headed back downtown and found a jazz concert in full swing.  These old guys were rocking it out, and despite being Slovene to the bone, did a phonetic English version of “Nobody Knows the Troubles I’ve Seen” that would have done Louis Armstrong proud.  

Naturally, when this kind of of music is played, the youngsters in the crowd...start swing dancing?  It was a sight to behold, Converse-wearing, pork-pie hat-wearing hipsters all swinging to the oldies.  There's always something unexpected around the corner, in Ljubljana.

This apartment called my name today and told me that I should be living there.

E insisted (insisted!) on ice cream, so back to sit by the river and relax.

 You'll note that mine contains fruit.  Fruit is very good for you.  We should all eat it daily.  I did.

Back to the apartment, and I found this sign in the elevator:

I'm pretty sure the translation is that the elevator can hold 300 kg, or 4 obese people.  So, maybe less ice cream tomorrow.