This is what a summer holiday should be...

Trip Start Aug 12, 2011
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Trip End Jan 31, 2012


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Friday, August 19, 2011

Ahh dorm rooms. How we have missed thee. But we promised we wouldn't say a bad word about this place because we loved it to bits.
We walked for a few hours out of the village to the Vintgar gorge, which was created by meltwater from the nearby mountain range in the national park. Although very deep in parts, you could see every detail, every stone and fish because of the excellent water clarity. In parts, it crashed over waterfalls and through very narrow steep walls which we followed by way of a wooden railing tacked to side of the gorge along with lots of other tourists. We were so enthused we promptly went for a walk around Lake Bled, and swam to the little island with a monastery on it. Whilst we were there, a wedding party arrived by boat! They probably felt a little on show - we were in bathers having a wander around - but they didn't seem fazed. Boys were jumping off trees with ropes dangling from their branches, and amongst the tree-sheltered shore there was the occasional large fish. We climbed a nearby hill overlooking the lake called Mount Osojnica, this is where the amazing photos on the blog were taken with the island, castle and lake are captured simultaneously.
We subsisted on bread, holey cheese, a multitude of cured meats and peaches for a few days. Don't judge us, you would've done the same. Thanks to an amiable taxi driver that smoked like a chimney {like the rest of Slovenians} we picked up some tips on good local reds, where to eat, where to pick blueberries and Boletus mushrooms locally, and also free advice on why Westerners have got it all wrong and should live in one place rather than moving around... and other useful things. He assured us that if we tried the local pear schnapps and weren't enthused, we could approach him for a refund. Based on this recommendation, one of us procured a litre of it only to discover later the lid wasn't exactly secure just before boarding our flight to corfu. Visions of pear-infused clothing made us triple bag the bottle, but we couldn't bear parting with it. The next day we caught a bus to another larger lake nearby called Lake Bohinj and spent most of the day knocking about in a boat, reading under trees and trying to avoid getting sunburnt. Above the lake people were paragliding around the mountains, and we figure we had better do something like that in Rio later in our trip. It was also very apparent that nude sunbathing is the norm.
It was with heavy heart we headed north to Vienna.
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Harriet on

Nice!! I want to go there, sounds A-MAZING. How far did you have to swim to the island?

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