My life experience has taught me that if you think you belong somewhere, you might miss an exciting option.
There is a Slovenian proverb Povsod je lepo, doma je najlepše which translates as “Everywhere is beautiful, at home is best”.
Somewhere I saw it flipped and instantly preferred it: Povsod je doma, lepo je najlepše. “Everywhere is home, beautiful is best.”
No wonder that I prefer the amended English version of this proverb as well: “Home, sweet home grown.”
And so I’ve been growing a new home, country and language for five years now. Nothing personal, Slovenia. It just had to be done.
Below are photos from one week in May last year when my parents were last here to see me through my birthday. Since another one is coming up next week, they are just about to arrive again, and this is my welcome to them. We shall have a good one and it will be over in a flash like always.
As for the rooster in the featured photo: he barely let me enter our car on the return from Torri. As if he was saying “Look at me, I’m a beautiful creature,” together with the Israeli Eurovision Song Contest winner from last night.
I was hoping Italy wins so that next year I could go and see the show live in Rome but they came 5th. Even though the winning song is not my style, I’m glad for Netta because of her style, talent, guts and message.
Slovenia’s song Hvala, ne made the finals, which was great to see, and now a substantial number of (non)Europeans will know what to say when they visit Slovenia and are force-fed some instant “culture”. (=Thank you, no!)
And now glimpses from the last happy May visit. Thank you, parents, for bringing old home to my new one, proving that home is on the inside. All the rest is just geography.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: Place in the World