From Kranjska Gora to Bled to Ljubljana. It’s only 100km if you count the detour into Bled.
Bled is a pretty place but it has Tourist Trap written all over it. Everything around the lake has that St Mark’s Square quality to the prices. We stayed for a quick break, chatted with the German riders parked near us, and headed out.
We are right in downtown Ljubljana, staying at a very inexpensive hostel. It is staffed by a crew of the cutest young ladies who are happy to lug our luggage and wash our washing. In the area reserved for moto parking is an interesting combination from Germany; a new Triumph Explorer, an old, very minimalist Moto Guzzi, a well-cared for Suzuki water buffalo, and a vintage GS. The bikes were all tied together and in one window of the hostel were boots, socks and t-shirts sitting out to dry.
The reception area is shared with a tiny cafe and next door, where I am now, is a bar and next to that is a bakery. Doesn’t get much better. The coffee here is quite good. The local beer is Union, served in 1/2 liter bottles.
We walked the river yesterday and it is a great place to spend a Sunday in this city. There are many bridges and nearly all of them have unusual statuary. Like Venice, there is a bridge with many, many padlocks. We were told lovers attach them. We had just arrived at the Triple Bridge when a group turned their ghetto blaster to some traditional music, formed a circle, and started dancing. I got it on video and when I find enough bandwidth you can watch, too. Not a complicated dance, but dancers and spectators alike were smiling.
This morning in the driving rain we rode the funicular up the mountain to the castle. Over the centuries it has been destroyed and rebuilt many times and only briefly in that time was it used as a residence for a wealthy family. It has been a walled city, a prison, a military storehouse, and lots more. In the 90s sometime it was purchased by the city, remodeled and is now mostly a musuem. Lots of ancient artifacts but the place seemed focused on the things they found there rather than the people who lived there. A little cold. But it matched the weather.
This afternoon the sun has made an appearance, the cafe tables are dry, and the umbrellas have disappeared. I see a riverside dinner in my future.
I need to look at a map to see where we are riding tomorrow.
Evening update: We had our best meal in Slovenia this evening. Beef Carpaccio to start and it was wonderful! Then Debb had Risotto with mushrooms and I had pasta carbonara. Both were just excellent.
In for the night.