i <3 lubljana

after a long night in the istqnbul airport and a rush through passport kontrol, this was the sight astrid and i saw as our plane lifted off to take us east, first, to slovenia, then from there west heading out to france. a little bit happy, honestly, to be heading out from turkey, but also it will be a long time before i have an experience like this again.



exhausted, we woke up in slovenia to feelings of _wow, we are definitely in slovenia.


then right back onto a second plane for a breakfast that came in a half dozen disparate plastic containers (just like the balkans!!!). some samples of the in-flight reading material:


genteel. anyways now i can say i been to slovenia too, even if it was just for one hour in a city whose name i can't pronounce (i <3 lubljana). from what i saw from the qirport and read about it on the airplane, indeed, i <3 lubljana.