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About Celje

So I’m stumblin’, lookin’ fer a lass, right? Streets all twisty, dark—like that bit in the movie, “the favela’s a maze, man!” I see this gal, winkin’, smokin’—proper fit, yeah? I go, *mimes walking, trips, waves awkwardly* “Hullooo!” She laughs—bloody hell, I’m red as a lobster! Made me happy, that—silly ol’ me, charmin’ ‘em accidental-like. But then—BAM!—some bloke, her pimp prob’ly, storms up, all “Who’s this prat?!” *mimes dodging a punch, flails* Nearly shat meself!

Report from Središče ob Dravi

Every traveller coming to Središče ob Dravi gets an instant feeling of entering another world. It is true that it is still possible to see the outskirts of the wine-growing hills, however the River .

So, I’m out here, ready to guide some tourists around. First stop? The Drava River. Beautiful, right? But guess what? It’s flooded! Like, seriously, I’ve seen puddles, but this was a freakin’ lake! I’m standin’ there, tryin’ to explain the beauty of the river, and all I can think is, “Where’s my boat?”

Temporary control on the internal border