First impressions of Ljubljana weren't great. A mixture of impressive buildings crumbling to far from their former glory and cold grey communist era ones all covered in graffiti alike didn't provide an automatic endearment in the way that grand cities like Vienna do.
However, as always, the first impression wasn't spot on!
While the city doesn't have much to do - much to Jacks chagrin despite previously complaining about there being too much stuff in other places - this turns out to be part of it's charm.
The atmosphere is relaxed and there is a string of cafe come bar come restaurants adjacent to the river which rings the charming old town.
At night, these places thrive with people enjoying a few casual beers before heading to other more rowdy spots - one such being Metelkova which is an old army compound from the socialist days that has now been taken over by squatters and hippies who turn the area into a thriving hot spot for nightlife.
Unfortunately Jack and I got distracted by a bar en route to Metelkova and never quite made it there. However, I stroll past it the next evening around ten o'clock and I decide this is just as well as it doesn't look like a place for a tax accountant trainee in waiting. Jack just might have liked it though...
Now we leave Ljubljana after a relaxing few days at a much slower pace than the rest of the trip to head to Split for hopefully an extended stopover on the Dalmatian coast. In between that and us we have a night on a sleeper train from Zagreb and unfortunately all the beds on the train were already booked. One aspect of comfort is that Jack will find the experience much more displeasurable than I will and I am sure you all look forward to him blogging about the journey!