OMG, what a day! Like, seriously, Mislinja is wild. I woke up, and the sun was shining, but my coffee machine decided to go on strike. Ugh! I was like, “Really? Not today!” So, I chugged some instant coffee. Gross, but desperate times, right?
First stop, the main street, Cesta 1. It’s always buzzing. I swear, I saw like three people wearing the same jacket. Fashion faux pas alert! I mean, come on, people! Be original! But then, I spotted this cute little café, Kavarniška, and they had the best pastries. I grabbed a croissant, and it was like a hug in my mouth. Happiness level: 100!
Then, I had a client at the salon on Ulica 2. She was late. Of course. I was pacing like a caged lion. I mean, I had a whole plan! Hair, makeup, the works! Finally, she shows up, and her hair was a mess. Like, girl, what happened? Did you wrestle a raccoon? I had to work my magic, and let me tell you, I nailed it! She looked like a goddess. I was feeling myself too, like, “Yasss, I’m the hair whisperer!”
But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzed. It was my buddy, Marko. He was stuck at the bus stop on Ulica 3. Apparently, the bus driver was on a coffee break. I mean, who does that? I told him to just walk, but he was like, “Nah, I’m not in the mood.” So, I had to go rescue him.
Driving through Mislinja is a whole adventure. The streets are narrow, and I swear, I almost hit a cyclist. Dude, get off the road! I finally picked up Marko, and he was all grumpy. I told him about my day, and he just rolled his eyes. Rude!
Next, we hit up the park by the Mislinja River. It’s so pretty there, but the ducks were acting like they owned the place. Seriously, they were quacking like they were in a debate. I laughed so hard, I almost spilled my drink. Marko was like, “You’re weird.” I was like, “Yeah, but I’m fun!”
Then, we decided to check out the local market on Trg 1. It was packed! Fresh fruits, veggies, and the best part? The cheese! I’m a cheese addict. I bought some local stuff, and it was heavenly. I could’ve eaten it all right there. But then, I saw this old lady trying to haggle. She was fierce! I was like, “You go, grandma!”
But then, the mood shifted. I got a call from my mom. She was upset about something. I felt my heart sink. Family drama, ugh! I tried to cheer her up, but it was tough. I mean, I’m a stylist, not a therapist!
After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So, we hit up a bar on Ulica 4. I ordered a cocktail, and it was like a party in my mouth. Marko was still grumpy, but I was like, “Dude, chill!” We ended up laughing about the day’s craziness.
As the sun set over Mislinja, everything felt right again. I love this city, even with its quirks. It’s like a rollercoaster ride, and I’m here for it. I got home, exhausted but happy. What a day! Can’t wait for tomorrow’s adventures.