The stop in Lake Bled

We woke the next morning to discover that the ceiling had not caved in on us despite the large strip of paint hanging down from it. As it turned out, the same strip of paint was still hanging from the ceiling the day we left Slovenia. I guess paint in Slovenia must be pretty strong stuff.

A quick breakfast, and we were off on our way to the old town, waylaid only by the lure of a large toiletry store. As we soon discovered, Ljubljana is actually very walkable and it is nearly impossible to get lost walking around.

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In the middle of the old town, we found a Christmas market. It was here that during a lunch of a humble hot dog (albeit with a much fancier sausage than the usual franks served back home), that I discovered the joys of glogg, or hot spiced wine. I had heard of glogg before but I never knew there was a white wine version. Amidst the knick knacks sold at the Christmas came odd strains of various Bee Gees songs being played through loud speakers. This was at least better than the Roxette Greatest Hits which seemed to be popular in Italy for some reason. The area soon became filled with tourists, among them Italians. It was a little odd seeing as we were the tourists in Italy only a short time earlier.

Nightfall found as back at the Christmas market, which by now was quite nicely lit up. The piped in music had changed to Simon and Garfunkel, although this was offset by a man in one corner of the market, thrashing away at an old acoustic guitar and shouting a rather mangled version of “Tobacco Road”. It became evidently clear to me why the streets had seemed so empty the previous night – everyone was down at the Christmas market in the old town, drinking and eating.

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Our trip to lake Bled came courtesy of a somewhat gruff bus driver who deliberately mispronounced the names of the places the bus went to in the way someone who did not speak Slovene would. We arrived in Bled on a somewhat misty Sunday morning which as it turned out, meant less tourists were around. I kept hoping that the clouds and mist would clear so that we could see the Julian mountains. As I later discovered, I was looking at the wrong side of the lake all along – the mountains were behind me. Once we went over to the other side of the lake, the view of the mountains was as beautiful as the pictures of the official Bled website showed.

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On our last day back in Ljubljana, I spent most of the day fighting with an idiotic dryer in an attempt to get our laundry done. The dryer had controls that made no sense and a broken LED panel. Having just discovered that it is possible to download the user manuals for these machines from the manufacturer’s web site, I will try not to swear. Overall, Slovenia proved to be a rather easily accessible place, with some home town charm, even if it was starting to get a little touristy.

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