Slovenian rain

I have been travelling so much of late, I don't even know what day it is. 

I have found myself in Slovenia, where the streets are tired and sleepy and the townsfolk are engulfed in rain. Its been raining here for 2 days and so I have managed to stay in (mostly) and catch up on much needed sleep. I have also had many many expressos and my journal has been much scribbled into. I have been travelling through Croatia to meet some UN contacts, some of which have proved useful, and some of whom have been disappointing. Largely disappointing as I realise that no organisation is immune from corruption, from the lower levels to the upper echelons. Whatever happened to personal integrity? Hnmnmn. Really makes me think about the politics of aid. Money being poured in, and not being channelled out properly only spells problems.

I have made a few friends along the way, namely K who's particular brand of humour makes me laugh: dry and crisp. (Exactly how I like my martinis, coincidentally). 

I am waiting for the sun to come out and play - today is my day off and I am wanting to take my camera out for a bit of a joyride. In my free time, when I'm not being all serious and wanting to save the world (one has to have big dreams) I like to take black and white photos - of people mostly... random scenes from everyday life, women hanging out laundry, children playing, portraits etc. 

The rain is finally stopping as I type this and I am going to grab my camera and venture out whilst I have the chance. Nonetheless, it doesn't matter if it does rain again. Slovenia is beautiful even through the pitter patter of rainfall.

Ljubljana town centre, with Presnov Trg and the Franciscan church in the background