In Walden, Henry David Thoreau wrote that a person needs no more than an acre of land to keep himself amused for life. Truer words have never been written. I found that 0.4047 hectare piece of paradise today right here in Ljubljana, the capital of the green piece of Europe, along the majestic banks of the Sava River.
There will be no crying Indian here where Slovenians proudly illustrate that their respect for the gifts of nature has no equal.
“You only need sit still long enough in some attractive spot in the woods,” Thoreau wrote, “that all its inhabitants may exhibit themselves to you by turns.”