From Zagreb we caught a two hour train to the capital of
Slovenia, Ljubljana. Europe, you still amaze me that a two hour train ride can
land me in another country whereas at home I would be lucky to make it from Gosford
to Hornsby in that time (take that City Rail! Yeah!). We quickly changed
transport and jumped on a bus to land ourselves in Bled.
Bled. A name that conjures images of vampires and monsters
but could not be further from the truth. Not only is the town a gorgeous little
alpine-esque cluster nestled among mountains, it overlooks Lake Bled, one of
the most beautiful things you could lay eyes on. The entire country of Slovenia
is 59% forest and this is no more prevalent in Bled where all you can see is
green. It’s not easy being green Kermit, but Slovenia is coping.
Wandering around the lake at night and ogling at the castle
rising above the moon, eating traditional Slovenian meals and diving headfirst
into the Bled cake. A delicious mix of flaky pastry, cream and custard. I would
die for it. Arriving at the hostel and being confronted with a girl (Jaime
Moyghan) who went to your school, deciding that you are Ryan Gosling and rowing Emma around the lake in a gorgeous
little row boat, I see your romance and I raise one Notebook moment. Swimming
in blue waters of the lake, avoiding ducks and geese (evil creatures they are)
and in a general sense, living.
