From Lagos to Slovenia: How I Built My Soft Life Abroad
When I left Lagos for Slovenia, I wasn’t just changing countries—I was changing the rhythm of my entire life. Lagos raised me with noise, colour, community, and chaos. Slovenia welcomed me with silence, mountains, and a pace so slow it felt like time had stretched itself out just for me. I didn’t know it then, but this move would become the beginning of my soft life. 🇸🇮✨A New World: From Lagos Energy to Ljubljana Calm Slovenia shocked me at first. Not because it was strange, but because it was quiet . No honking. No street vendors calling out. No neighbours blasting Afrobeats on a Saturday morning. Instead, I found: postcard‑perfect mountains clean, walkable streets fresh food from local markets and silence—real silence At first, I missed the noise. But slowly, I realised peace is also a kind of music. Slovenia taught me that slow doesn’t mean boring. Slow can mean beautiful 🧕🏾Standing Out: Being a Black Woman in a Small European Country Let’s be honest—I stand out here. Sometimes ...
