The little seaside town of Piran is on the Adriatic Sea, across from Italy. It was so quaint, you could almost forget you were in Slovenia. That is, until you came across the unpleasant Slovenes in the restaurants, cafes and shops. When you look at this country from afar, it is hard to conjure up the image of Yugoslavia. The rolling hills, majestic mountains, lush forests and the little towns are just exquisite. Then you encounter the people - and no doubting it, it is part of the former Yugoslavia. Maybe this narrow-mindedness and cold, hard, unfriendly blood will be bred out in a few generations. One could only hope. It's a nice place to visit, but I would never want to live here, again.
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