In Slovenian, the word car is pronounced “tzar” and this is also what it means. Let’s look at some tzars on Italian streets (and in Piran).
Let’s start with an alien starship. Don’t you agree? It’s too smooth to be of this earth.
Then there is the second most beautiful, spotted in Piombino with an Elba beach in the ad. Povero 2CV, looks a little far away from home. In Italy they can be harsh towards French cars.
But some Italians use Citroens to get married.
In Piran, Slovenia, they are useful for reflecting the sunset…
…and for modelling.
This photo is especially for Sylvain because here are two red cars, from 1000 miglia race last year.
Two cars from Christmas in Roma.
Taken in Trastevere.
And now two from Roma last week. This one is a bit lost.
He, however, looks right at home. (Or better, Italians say it’s a she!)
Time for a trio of Fiats 500. Still immensely popular. First two from Roma.
Door photos are so abundant that I can use them for other challenges, hihi.
Some cars have been taken over by cat population.
A happy trio of neighbours.
And a city one in Capalbio.
But I still prefer our car. It takes us to amazing places.
There was the subject of cook for another challenge not so long ago, so today let me concentrate on the places where we also eat when we don’t eat at home, even though there are some photos from there as well. More info in the captions. Buon appetito!
First Slovenia: a fish canteen in Portorož.
Bosnian restaurant in Piran named after the Olympic Games 1984.
The restaurant at the beach in Piran.
The best restaurant in Piran. Above the stove there is magnet saying “My family tree is full of nuts”. I bought it.
Here we eat in Piran if it’s not too hot (ok, or too cold).
Another restaurant by the sea in Piran.
This fish restaurant is in Ljubljana with the view of the greatest Slovenian poet and his muse.
Croatia follows: This is al fresco in camp Škrila, island Krk, Croatia.
Here we didn’t eat, looks lovely, Grožnjan, Croatia.
Back to Italy: Here Niki de Saint Phalle was making her barbecues. Il giardino dei tarocchi.
This is in Lucca and we didn’t stop and eat no matter how lovely it was.
This was the wedding on the beach in Ostia.
And this was Oktoberfest in Tuscany. Pub “Porta gialla”, Borgo Carige.
For my birthday they + dad took me to Orbetello and we had a great time.
And when you stroll around Pienza, this surprises you. Slow Food for Burkina Faso. Something sounds off here.
To return home: Did you know that in Italy it’s believed that one person eats 125 g of pasta? Slippers by UrsaNina.si
This happens when I ‘cook’ for myself.
I love eating on our terrace, whereas some others are afraid of flying bestias.
His father brought this. Five kilos of lamb. It fed us (and Bestia) for weeks.
His daughter made this: apple cake. Takes after father.
Ooops, this is not us. But they have dinner too. Buon appetito!
This is the first week of another year of Leanne Cole’s Monochrome Madness photo challenge, and my contribution doesn’t exist any more.
At least not on this location. This is a pair of sculptures “She-He” by sculptor Jakov Brdar that used to stand on the wall of Piran’s pier. This photo was taken at the start of last year. When I was this January again in Piran, this Slovenian coastal town, I was looking for them in vain.
I heard about the protests but I didn’t think they would win. Unless the temporary nature of this project was a given throughout.
Sylvain said that he would be gone and we had two weeks to deliver our yellow pages. And I thought, ahh, that’s a long time.
Alas, just like in school, even the longest time passes. He is back with a new theme, and I’m stuck with so many yellow photos gathered! Let me post them anyway, even if late.
I think this is the longest gallery on my blog. Yellow is my blog’s background colour, after all, and the colour of the wall in my bedroom. Location info is in the captions.
This week Leanne Cole celebrated two years of her Monochrome Madness challenge. Congratulations!
The themes this week were close up and two. This is my contribution.
Even though my photo is not a close-up technically, the game of chess is almost as close up and one on one as two persons can get. I’ll always take things semantically rather than technically.
Below is the same uncropped photo in colour (I see now that the crop was maybe not the best idea) and some others from that hot summer day. This was an open-air chess tournament in Piran on Slovenian coast. Even though I can’t play chess myself, I know many who do. What can I say… I was very pleased to be just a photographer. And to have mom hold the dog while I take photos – priceless.
There is a story about the man in red, from another kind of tournament. I planned to tell it but I don’t hold grudges now, do I.
It was two years ago today that I posted my first Manja Mexi Movie blog post. I can’t believe it’s been two years already.
(I know this, even though WordPress has stopped informing me about the number of posts or anniversaries and things like that a while ago. I don’t know what happened. – ADD-IT: The notification came at 11pm. WordPress never forgets, thank you!)
To think that the main impulse for starting the blog was lack of feedback from my family and friends upon sending them heaps of emails with photos from my new life in the new country!
To keep us company in this post, here are some of my favourite already published photos:
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Obviously the world is indeed big enough to find a variety of people who are not too lazy to tell you when you make them smile, busy schedule notwithstanding. Thank you all so much for that! I know how precious this is: even I with all the time in the world have trouble following everybody I’d like to. There are just too many brilliant people around!
It’s not just laziness, some friends back home are saying they don’t understand my blog because it’s in English. Hmmm, as little as I write? Photos are in English as well, are they? Whining like some Italians! Aren’t Slovenians known to brag how good we are at English? Because, compatriots, no matter how much you whine, this blog is NOT turning Slovenian any time soon.
And lest we forget, at the beginning, for much of the first year really, there were just about 7 followers, all family and friends. Only after I started joining photo challenges, many more of you came over and some stayed. Among the challenges that have achieved this are (in each line three links lead to three posts for every challenge):
Soon I will reach the upgrade limit for this one and will start another WordPress blog. Nothing much will change (other than the theme), I quite like it as it is. I hope – I always hope – to do more writing, but just like the rest of the world I’m getting lazier in this regard, posting more photos and less words. They are easier on the eye, it seems, or is it brain. It’s not that words are lacking, I always have a bunch, they are lurking JUST behind the corner. Beware.
Here is a recap of my writings that I posted last June. I find it very telling that only father, Snow Somewhere Else and Badfish commented. Well, I do say it’s for the organised and the mad ones. 😀 (Love you!)
What is alarming is that I’ve only added very few writings to Own Words category since.
In short – nobody has a truly good excuse for not following me. But I cannot and don’t want to force anybody either. Everything I said on this day last year in my first anniversary post is still true: we have strawberries and if you don’t want them – your loss.
And as they say in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels: “It’s a deal, it’s a steal, in fact…
…I think I’ll keep it!” 😀
Truly, from the heart, thank you all for every minute spent in my virtual company.
Since amore is electrician, he approves of Sylvain’s challenge this week. He immediately produced a neat little wiry box for me to shoot – whatever it may be. As it is, I have plenty of related images.
Ljubljana New Year’s light jungle and an inspector.
For the hungry in Ljubljana – sadly, they were idle.
Cherry light fixtures in Lolita, Ljubljana.
This is how I do it.
Piran clock tower and cables.
A combinatian of ancient and electric in Lucca.
Mad scientist lab in Lucca (for instance).
Back to daily views: Capalbio stazione.
The view off Capalbio with a lone lamp.
And my favourite: I thought it was graffiti but apparently this is how here they warn people about electricity: “Who enters dies.” How Dantesque.
Harriot Stanton Blatch: “Sojourner, can’t you read?” Sojourner Truth: “Oh no, honey, I can’t read little things like letters. I read big things like men.”
I remembered the photo above taken last summer and sent it to Leanne Cole for this week’s Monochrome Madness. Below is first the photo as it was taken, in colour, followed by more photos of Piran’s boats and sea. Photography-wise, Slovenia will certainly not waste your time, merely steal it. (Seeing that the Croatian National Tourist Board proclaimed on social media recently that Croatia will waste your time.)
that you are in Prague, it’s 40 degrees C before the rain, and you will hear Pearl Jam in a few hours
that zen is real and it is breathing down your neck (Lake Bolsena)
that you might win this game (I came second, Lake Zbilje, Slovenia)
that mom is scared and wishes to go but nothing bad will happen, again (in Vulci)
that you are about to leave Piran and Slovenia and sleep in another country tonight and every other night (taken almost three years ago on the day of the move)
that you are in the land of carciofi and Settimana enigmistica now (the scene I witnessed upon entering my new home)
that Pearl Jam were on to something with Yield (just around the corner)
that a house has indeed grown where there was none, as has the first dog, and sister (in Piran)
THAT WE HAVE JUST GOT A BESTIA! (Taken his first moment in our garden.)
that father WILL impersonate ancient architecture (in Pitigliano)
that the coming year will hopefully be just as sunny and chatty (taken on the last day of last year in Lucija).
After several months of lurking, this week was the first time I dared send my image to Leanne Cole’s Monochrome Madness challenge, MM 2-43 edition. I mean, look at these entries, every week so stylish. I bet they even shoot in black and white, not like some.
However, as another MM I’m very glad I did it and I’m happy with my photo. Here is the image I sent, a bit bigger, accompanied by a few more, not all monochromatic.
Yes, dad, it’s your unique champagne bottle light fixture. The wickedest curve. What a great idea for a chandelier you had, and the execution is top-notch as well (by an electrician we know).