Koper, Slovenia

It was supposed to clear according to both our Captain and the weather report; the rain that was steadily falling as we docked. It isn’t that far from Venice but no ship wants to dock in the middle of the night and pay docking fees for time that could just as easily be spent bobbing at anchor just on the edge of International waters.  Accordingly, at 0700 we were at the pier and cleared shortly after that.

I sat watching all those who had tours disembarking with their umbrellas while having breakfast. Waited another hour. The rain seemed to stop so off I headed. Since the ship was docked at the edge of old town walking was the way to go. As should be obvious (this is the 500th year anniversary)  it is an old walled city.

elevator to the old city

elevator to the old city


I headed first to the town’s square and the bell tower –


and from the top (a lot of steps, going right past the bells) which (trust me) ring on the quarter & half hours as well as on the hour….

to look out over the city.


I enjoyed walking all the small streets, looking at fountains, small shops and gardens


What I didn’t enjoy was the rain. My lightweight jacket was fine, but didn’t do very much for keeping my bag and camera dry so I broke down and invested 7.50€ in an umbrella before stopping at the bookstore which dates from 1550

books, maps....

books, maps….


In a couple of areas you could see the combined effects of centuries of buildings as well as the milder climate which lets you grow lettuce even in Oct.


The last square where I stopped had a house from the 1400s, an old house related to the shipping industry and an arched section now setup as a protected outdoor performance area.


Soaked by the time I made it back to the ship I spent the remainder of the day reading and drying out.

Oh – and apparently someone did listen – instead of wine – this time I received –

Apple Juice!

Apple Juice!

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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