Wednesday, 28 December 2016

Sunday, 25 December 2016

It was my second Christmas

at the sea (ever), and no, I didn't go for a dip...
Merry Christmas everyone

Sunday, 18 December 2016

The relaxing Sunday

After going up the hill (as one is supposed to do on a Sunday in Slovenia) and coming back down (which is optional), the evening (it comes so early these days) started with a dance performance
and was followed by a concert at which I preferred the opening act (which happens sometimes).

Sunday, 11 December 2016

Back to the promised land

I guess I would have gone ages ago if only I didn't have something in my brain that ties me down and prevents me from doing things that have even the slightest chance of making me happy (with the exception of photography, which somehow managed to climb its way over the barriers, through the obstacles and leap across the deep abysses just so I could find myself in places that make me happy).

Saturday, 10 December 2016

I spent

the first part of the evening listening to the rules of the game, and the second part of the evening completely ignoring the set rules.

Friday, 9 December 2016

Thursday, 8 December 2016

One of the people


(of the many - luckily) who are trying to fix the unbelievably ghastly job our government (and the broader way-to-greedy economic system) is doing in protecting the ever increasing masses of the poor who can not afford to pay even such essentials as heating or rent.
Well, all I can say is screw the system (sorry to be rude here, but drastic times deserve drastic measures) and big thumbs up and a standing ovation (not nearly strong enough phrase, but I can't think of a better one at the moment I am writing this - probably because my mind is spinning around all the injustices surrounding us all) to all people who are unselfishly trying to do some good in this world (which is not improving due to humanity but getting worse because of  our species).

Monday, 5 December 2016

Unfortunately

all the people I arrived with went home before the concert started (but there were some others there).

Sunday, 4 December 2016

Last night

I went to Wuthering Heights (and back), Casablanca, Paris and Transylvania. I guess if one daydreams throughout the day, sleeping at night is a waste of time.

Friday, 2 December 2016

I saw two

experimental performances one after the other, and yet I was told at the first experimental performance that these are a rarity in Ljubljana (Mel, you should have come with)