Ljubljana

And you know by now that I do not carry a tripod

Dragon Bridge. Almost missed it, thinking that it was in the next town, Zagreb. I got to the train station with 2 hours to spare and drifted into the tourist information office. Right there, on the wall was a picture of a dragon and it was here in Ljubljana. I stuffed my large backpack into a storage place, way in back, because I had no more Euros and left it unlocked. Then raced back into town. First in the wrong direction, the one I had not explored yet. There, I was told in broken English that I need to turn back. It was just beyond the last bridge I had looked at the day before. So close.

Doing something stupid with a smart car