Almost every inch of the city centre is packed with grey concrete, making the scenery a little bit dull. It’s true – green surfaces are harder to maintain and they also require some precarious city-planning. Luckily, there’s a park, a dash of nature built right in the city’s heart. It looks a lot like the times it was built in: the turn of the 19th century, when the city – along with today’s country – was under the Austro-Hungarian Empire, which characterized it in so many ways. The park’s greenery is bordered by the most influential streets of Ljubljana, with every one of them posing as an artery carrying the precious city’s oxygen the park runs on.
To tell you the truth, for a long time I wouldn’t appreciate it its true value, only using it as a shortcut to get from point A to point B. Not until today, when I was routinely passing it in a rush just to be stopped by the colour spectrum – made by October itself. Benches filled by old people feeding not so numerous pigeons, the city noise blocked by the glorious trees.