WPC: Un giorno buono

This Thursday was indeed un giorno buono, a good day. We spent it discovering the part of Croatian peninsula Istria along the Mirna river which is such a good and quiet river that in Italian it is called Quieto. I love it when Weekly Photo Challenge imitates life.

Most of the time was spent in arty Grožnjan (Italian: Grisignana) and cinematic Motovun (It. Montona). I could make two separate posts for them but… the hack, life is short. Završje (It. Piemonte) I covered in this week’s Thursday Doors, while Oprtalj (It. Portole) provided lunch.

It was hard not to shoot every door (coming up in future Thursdays) and sit behind every table we encountered which you can see for yourself, just follow the story in captions.

Grožnjan

Welcome to Grožnjan!

So close to Slovenia and still first time I see it.

Arty touches on every building.

Including an orange goat…

…opposite a perfect tree.

Music is in the air.

The first table to call me its Favourite.

This one did not go by unnoticed either.

This one almost won, even if only for the awesome awning.

So edgy.

Pointing to Motovun on the hill, our last destination of the day.

But the winner was the shady neighbour.

Entrance to a restaurant.

Artist is present?

Happy.

“Look, a blog,” dad said.

“Infamous three stripes” and another…

…almost bestia.

Inspiring Grožnjan, ciao!

Greetings from your table testers.

Završje & Oprtalj

Father is directing Završje and me. Photo: BM

Cat in Završje

Oprtalj provided lunch but not at this table.

Motovun

Either late or VERY early for next year’s film festival.

A little trick – first you pay for parking, then for transfer uphill and then you still have to walk.

But it is worth it.

First table gone by.

And another – even though it has our name all over it, especially above. 😀

The Mirna river and the road which we took about a month ago to reach Krk island.

Tuscanicious.

A river or a road?

Up on the wall, getting thirsty.

Yep, a straw man.

The dog who came running to see who is whistling for him and why. /I did. What? I was missing bestia./

Quiet valley.

They are not nearly scared enough, considering.

Truffle town

A chocolate house

And even though they brag about their wines…

…our star-crossed table is still empty and waiting.

And another one bites the dust.

But eventually – we found our match. Grazie, Motovun, we will return for a film or two.

Photo: MM & BM (of Završje and me)

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Today Was a Good Day.”