“Of all the arts, culinary art is the one that best feeds its man.” Pierre Dac

Arrived late Sunday afternoon in the capital, we opt for parking between the campsite and the car park, because anyway impossible to park near the old town for free. It is therefore at 10 Doli Breg, parking pour camping-cars, that we take up residence for twenty-four hours and ten euros.

We are a little less than two kilometers from the center in which we go on foot. La sensation que la Slovénie n’est que campagne et villages reste présente même dans le grand Ljubljana où au tournant d’une grande avenue avec immeubles vous pouvez soudainement vous retrouver dans une petite ruelle longée par des maisons et au bout de laquelle se dresse une modeste église.

Arrived at the heart of the old city, overlooked by the castle, hard not to be charmed by its peaceful small town look, where everyone seems to hang out, on foot or by bike rather than by car, in the alleys covered with terraces and flowers or along the Ljubljanica river. Above the latter follow one another the bridges, who will be the most original : the Triple Bridge, the butchers bridge, the cobblers' bridge, the dragon bridge…

We begin our culinary discovery with perhaps the fattest dish in the country : a burek, that we eat sitting in a park. Puff pastry filled with meat, spinach or cheese. For two, three euros, the amount of food and fat is pretty amazing !

A short walk to the Nebotičnik building is not enough to digest, it is at the bar on the roof of the skyscraper that we will taste our first Slovenian beers : Union et Laško. Not quite the kind of place we usually go to, but we make an exception because the terrace gives a 360° view of the capital and the mountains beyond. A good place for an aperitif against the backdrop of the sunset, even if Slovenian base beers do not taste sensational – preference for Laško.

Sir having already passed by here during a tour as a driver of a music group, we take the road to the Orto Bar that he knows to unfortunately find the door closed. It's finally a few steps away, in the district of Metelkova, squat-like for the unsuspecting passenger, that we will end the evening, seated at the only open bar getting ready for a punk concert. This is the place in town to go out from Thursday to Saturday, chaque ancien baraquement transformé en clubs et salles de concerts propose de la musique pour tous les goûts.

We walk back, exhausted again but very happy with this beautiful day of walking and exploring – because it was only this morning that we walked through Rakov Škocjan Park !

The next morning, we're going to storm the city, following this time closely the river by a path much more pleasant than yesterday. Walking up a cobblestone lane, we find ourselves in the heart of the central market, where we have fun seeing around the square vending machines… of eggs, milk or pharmaceuticals.

Installing ourselves on a terrace in the middle of the merchants who are already on beer, we have breakfast in an original way : Gentleman with healthy hot dog with tomato and salad, me with a traditional specialty : Sweet dessert from prekmurje, a kind of mille-feuille with cream cheese, nuts, baked apples and poppy seeds, delicious !

After picking up a map of the city from the tourist office and taking the time to respond to a friendly young man carrying out a survey on tourism practices in Ljubljana, we attack the climb to the castle, disdaining the funicular to climb the stairs of the Reller lane. New point of view on the capital, tour of the ramparts and we go down to the bridge of the Dragons because there is not more to do up there unless you want to visit the castle, paying visit which does not bring much.

Along the alleys, we arrive on the wide and green Kongresni square, où nous nous installons le temps de déguster une part de pizza géante. Oui encore en train de manger, mais comme les grottes slovènes, la découverte d’un pays passe aussi par sa tradition culinaire 😛 ! C’est pourquoi nous nous déplaçons juste de quelques pas pour nous asseoir à même le sol sur la place Dvorni où nous mangeons des glaces typiquement slovènes, observant la vieille ville et les remparts du château au-dessus de nous. Deux particularités des glaces slovènes : certaines ont de l’huile de pépin de courges, une spécialité du pays, d’autres de l’estragon, étonnant mais délicieusement rafraîchissant !

It's time to join Junior, following one last time the banks of the Ljubjlanica, we are on our way to our next step : la vallée de Kamniška Bistrica.

The most amazing was the tarragon ice cream, finally, the most amazing thing is that she was good !

 

Metelkova, this is precisely the place where we slept after the concert ! reunion, for me, various artistic works ; a giant wooden spider, skeletons clinging to the balconies, graffiti everywhere and … A mess of bicycle wheels, knows why.

 

Slovenian pizza, it is better to order just a part because whole it must be 50cm in diameter. Very fine, very good.

 

De temps à autre on nous a pris pour des slovènes, juste en leur disant dober dan* certains commençaient à nous parler comme si nous en étions ! Not, english please 😉

 

See ya

 

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