Včeraj sem se odpravila na kratek sprehod po centru. Okrog vratu mi je visel fotoaparat, za nahrbtnikom je bil zataknjen papir za risanje. Bilo mi je nadvse zabavno, ko so me mimoidoči gledali z nasmeškom na obrazu, ker so mislili, da sem turist. Meni so kotički ustnic, kar sami lezli navzgor. Malo zaradi tega, ker mi je to prijalo, malo pa tudi zato, ker vem, da se motijo in ker se mi zdi, da bi prijazne poglede tudi Slovenec v lastni državi sprejel z veliko mero hvaležnosti :).
I went for a short walk yesterday. My camera was hanging around my neck, and a paper for drawing was jammed behind my rucksack. It was very funny when people who passed me by smiled at me, because they thought I'm a tourist. I couldn't help myself, I was smiling all the time. Partly because I enjoyed it, and partly because I knew how wrong they were and because I think that a Slovenian wouldn't mind to see those smiling faces in his own country. :)
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