WHAT TO DO IN LJUBLJANA, SLOVENIA:
Nope. That's not my abysmal spelling. That is the name of the capital city. We only spent a day here, but we saw all of the main "sites" in that day. That being said, I think this could be a cozy town for a backpacker to curl up in for a while and really get to know. Unfortunately, we had to carry on.
Many of the "attractions" in Ljubljana are bridges. Being from Pittsburgh, this was something I could get behind. The most famous bridge in Ljubljana is the "triple bridge" in the main square. To capture a decent photo of it I would have needed a drone or a helicopter, but I can explain it like this: it is basically three ornate bridges within an arms reach of each other. It was nice, but we liked the "dragon bridge" more, which inspired the symbol of the city.
Overall, the city had a very relaxed feel to it and was very charming to wander around. People seemed to hang out outside, which I could also get behind. Almost all of the restaurants had more outdoor seating than indoor. Most had large heated tents. Many were right next to the river. I fondly remember eating ramen under a blanket and observing the scene around me. When the restaurant didn't have what I originally ordered I was only able to pout about it for 10 minutes because it was so lovely.
Ljubljana came alive at night. No matter the hour, people were out and about. We made the trek to the old military barracks turned squatter social center "Metelkova" later in the evening for a very unique night out. If you like art, music, drinks, and grunge, definitely make the trip to Metelkova. It reminded me a lot of Christiania in Denmark.
Talk about a great place to sit and read a book! Still unclear if it has anything to do with Copenhagen. You know it's legit when the squad pictured above are the other dwellers in the park.
THIS LARGE FARMER'S MARKET NEAR THE MAIN SQUARE:
Jane got giant grapes here that I fed to her like royalty. That didn't happen.
THE "COBBLER'S BRIDGE" NEAR OUR HOSTEL:
THIS COOL HOUSE BY THE BUS STATION:
Also near the bus station: an American novelty shop selling American junk food. Unfortunately, when we stumbled upon it, it was closed. We were so hungover that the site of Kraft mac&cheese through the glass nearly brought us to tears... like true Americans. We spent five minuets banging on the glass before we had to leave to catch our bus. Otherwise, I think we might have spent the entire day locked out of that shop.