Pirančani so vedno vedeli, kako ustvariti vzdušje.

The people of Piran have always known how to create an atmosphere.

Piran Seaside Café je bil središče dogajanja.

Piran Seaside Café was the center of the action.

Medtem ko so na ulicah hodili turisti, znotraj kavarnice je dišalo po sveže pečenem kruhu.

While tourists strolled the streets, inside the café, there was the aroma of freshly baked bread.

Pomarančna in rdeča blaga so krasila stene, lučke so nežno utripale.

Orange and red fabrics adorned the walls, and lights twinkled gently.

Ob steni je sedel Tadej, pred sabo je imel prenosnik in debelo beležko.

Tadej sat by the wall, with a laptop and a thick notebook in front of him.

Zavzeto je nekaj pisal.

He was writing something intently.

Poleg njega je sedela Špela, z velikim kozarcem pomarančnega soka.

Beside him sat Špela, with a large glass of orange juice.

Prsti so se ji igrali s slamo, misli pa so ji pohajale.

Her fingers played with the straw as her thoughts wandered.

"Ali veš, Tadej, kaj sem pomislila?

"Do you know, Tadej, what I was thinking?"

" Špela je prelomila tišino.

Špela broke the silence.

"Kaj pa, če bi imeli bazar s starodavnimi obrti?

"What if we had a bazaar with ancient crafts?

Tako kot so jih imeli naši predniki?

Just like our ancestors did?"

"Tadej se je nasmehnil in nekaj zapisal.

Tadej smiled and jotted something down.

"Lepa ideja.

"Beautiful idea.

A pazi pretiranost," je rekel.

But be cautious of excess," he said.

"Prireditve morajo imeti rdečo nit," je dodal in pokazal na svoj seznam.

"Events need a central theme," he added, pointing to his list.

"Potrebujemo načrt.

"We need a plan.

Tako naju ne bodo motili mimoidoči.

That way, passersby won't distract us."

"Kavarna je bila polna zaradi pravoslavnega božiča.

The café was full because of the Orthodox Christmas.

Ljudje so poplesavali ob njih, otroci so se smejali.

People danced around them, children laughed.

Slišali so se zvoki mandolin in pesmi ob morju.

The sounds of mandolins and sea songs could be heard.

Kako lep čas za praznovanje, a za načrtovanje – to je bil izziv.

What a beautiful time for celebration, but planning – that was the challenge.

"Se lahko kje usedemo bolj na miru?

"Can we find a quieter place to sit?"

" Špela je predlagala.

Špela suggested.

"Seveda, na terasi je manj ljudi.

"Of course, it's quieter on the terrace.

Malo hladneje, a mirneje," ji je Tadej odgovoril.

A bit colder, but more peaceful," Tadej replied.

Premaknila sta se na teraso, kjer je veter pihal rahlo, morje pa je mrmralo svojo melodijo.

They moved to the terrace, where the wind blew gently and the sea murmured its melody.

Vsedla sta se in Tadej je ponovno odprl beležko.

They sat down, and Tadej opened the notebook again.

"Špela, tvoje ideje so kreativne.

"Špela, your ideas are creative.

Zato bova za začetek s tabo vodila brainstorming.

So we'll start with a brainstorming session with you.

Jaz bom zapisoval in vodil,” je rekel Tadej mirno.

I'll take notes and lead," said Tadej calmly.

Špela se je nasmehnila.

Špela smiled.

Razpoznavala je resničen interes v Tadejevih očeh.

She recognized genuine interest in Tadej's eyes.

"Dobro, potem recimo: gostinci bi lahko pripravili jedi iz različnih slovenskih pokrajin.

"Alright, then how about this: food vendors could prepare dishes from different Slovenian regions."

"Ure so minevale, zrak se je ohlajal, a ideje so se razplamtele na papirju, elegantno prepletene med seboj.

Hours went by, the air cooled, but the ideas flared up on the paper, elegantly intertwined.

Na koncu plana je bil povzetek poln svežine in potenciala.

At the end of the plan, there was a summary full of freshness and potential.

Bilo je jasno, da se je spojilo Tadejevo metodično načrtovanje in Špelina divja ustvarjalnost.

It was clear that Tadej's methodical planning and Špela's wild creativity had come together.

Ko sta se vrnila noter, se je kavarna začela prazniti.

When they returned inside, the café was beginning to empty out.

Ljudi, polnih novoletne in božične vznesenosti, so rahljali sneg s svojih plaščev.

People, full of New Year's and Christmas excitement, brushed snow off their coats.

"Zelo sem hvaležen za tvoj doprinos," je rekel Tadej, ko sta se poslavljala.

"I'm very grateful for your contribution," Tadej said as they were saying goodbye.

"In jaz za tvoj red," se je zahihitala Špela.

"And I for your order," Špela giggled.

"Festivala ne bo nihče pozabil.

"No one will forget the festival."

"Veselje, toplina in sodelovanje so bilo čarobna beseda.

Joy, warmth, and collaboration were the magical words.

V mesecih, ko so hodili proti poletju, je festival pridobil obliko in Piran se je pripravljal na dogodivščino, ki je zaradi dveh mladih načrtovalcev obetala nepozabno poletje.

In the months leading to summer, the festival took shape, and Piran prepared for an adventure that, thanks to two young planners, promised an unforgettable summer.