Thursday Doors, 25/10/18: Škofja Loka I.

Here is a good idea if you plan to go to Slovenia: a medieval, well-preserved, picturesque town called Škofja Loka with a 150-year-old coffee and cake house, among other things. It goes without saying that they’ve got doors too.

On this August day, the last of my amore’s visit since he had to return to work, we went on a mega day trip that included the beautiful Soča river with the lunch at Most na Soči, a hike to the blue chapel Javorca, a visit to the cheese farm where we bought us some of that, but our first stop was the lovely old town of Škofja Loka, only 23 km from the capital Ljubljana. It was first mentioned in writing in 973, which is almost exactly one thousand years before I was born.

Today part I. of its doors, in which we descend from the castle to follow father and his memory of the oldest sweet shop in Europe. He WOULD remember something like that. It is called Homan and it’s conveniently in the centre of the town. While parents, amore and bestia were chilling in the shade of its garden, I had a 5-minute door dash in which I took all of today’s photos after the one with the cakes.

And since we continued in another direction, they haven’t even seen any of that. Don’t make their mistake.

Shutters, the style of the town.

Yes, right over here. Father is following his nose.

Here a vehicle was blocking the door but look at this facade and the love birds on the balcony.

The view from the Homan sweet shop.

Above: kremšnita, Slovenian trademark cream cake. Below: pistachio cake, never had one before. Yum.

Here is where the door dash commences.

I love these shutters even though they seem as if every night a giant comes and tries to break into each one.

I could say that I was waiting for a passer-by with matching pink on their pants.

That’s not poor post-processing. They’ve got stuff on the facade.

A lovely specimen.

More stuff up there.

The flowers and the arches and just pretty, despite the trashcan.

Seems that the town flag shares its colours with Ukraine.

One might think that we are already in Austria.

A thank you for keeping the plague out of there.

“Leave a book, take a book” mini library.

In here the supermarket is hidden. I like their motto: “I am well/good”. The same word for both in Slovenian. “Dobro” means something else elsewhere, I’ve learned (an instrument of Slovak origin but this word is the same in both languages. No, Slovak is not the same as Slovenian).

A lovely old fountain with some doors. Škofja Loka.

It’s obvious who missed me the most. ❤ Love you too, bestia.

For Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors challenge.