Showing posts with label Slovenia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Slovenia. Show all posts

August 5, 2006

Singing in the rain ....


:: Lake Bled ::

Up until now the weather has been glorious. Unfortunately on the morning of our departure to Bled the heavens opened and the rain began pelting down, it hasn't abated since and the forecast remains ominous as a nasty weather front covers Eastern Europe. At the moment we are stationed in Budapest within easy walking distance of sheltering structures old, the Palace and slightly newer, the local Mammoth shopping centre. Our adventures in Lake Bled did not last as long as expected. Our bus pulled into the bus shelter amid torrential rain. A surprising amount of people boarded the bus back to Ljubljana leaving behind a huddle of drowned looking girls who had spent a couple of nights in the campsite and were now heading for Italy to dry out. We located the fully booked youth hostel past a farmyard of chickens and ventured on to "The George Best Bar and Backpackers" an odd addition to the little town of Bled. After a couple of hours of wandering around in the rain the magic of Bled had wained and we headed back to examine the George Best memorabilia located underneath our sleeping quarters. I have to say the authenticity of Mohammad Ali´s hand print on the way to the toilet threw suspicion on George Best´s golden boots hanging from the rafters. We were later to meet the owner John, a Belfast man, who briefed us the origins of everything. To find that out you´ll have to go yourselves! Following a two day weather check and a quick group vote we decided that there wasn't much to do in Bled in the rain and we might as well advance northwards and catch the dawn bus back to Ljubljana and the early train on to Budapest.

OK so we took the cheap train to Budapest, and the only difference the lady told us was that this one went through Croatia (although we didn't get to see any Croatian border guards)...but.....what we did have to endure on this journey was the frustrating train manoeuvre of heading into a town, moving the engine from one end of the carriages to the other then driving off the same way to a different track up the road....basically we tacked up the country to reach Budapest. Our plans of dropping into Siofok on Lake Balaton were foiled when we realised this train didn't route through there, so we found ourselves in Budapest when we had mentally prepared for sunshine and water. Well we got the water craving satisfied, straight off the train into the drizzle only a grey formerly communist city can provide. From a rather unwelcoming start we then managed to bump into the only guy meeting the train offering accommodation. He was very quietly spoken and seemed to be offering a good product so we headed with him a couple of tram stops ("Don't worry about tickets no one ever checks") down to his place. Through the grey door into quite an elaborate apartment complex , into a lift "The lift used to be nice and carpeted, before the communists" and into our nice dry room we went - All good.




:: Tacking train .... ::

So Budapest. Well its scale is something we are yet to hit on our journeys so far, so our wander out to grab a bite on the first night found us on a bridge mid-Danube saying to each other "gee, it really is a long way across here". The buildings are awesome, the scale is vast (roads, Buildings, bridges), the city is bustling (no doubt contributed to by the F1 Grand Prix on this weekend here). We have spent a couple of days wandering around checking out the castle, palaces and neighbourhoods and have spent an afternoon in one of the famous Baths. This was a great experience - grand old buildings containing and surrounding various pools and tubs of different temperature mineral water. There were saunas and steam rooms to balance the cold and hot (38c ish) pools. One of the outdoor pools had a great circular walled area which had jets propelling the water in a whirlpool - you could just float along and be whizzed around the loop. We went to this one Széchenyi and we walked out feeling sooo relaxed.




:: Catherdral in Budapest ::

So we have had our fill of Goulash and the huge range of beers here and are heading on to Bratislava tomorrow...will check in soon.

P.S - we have uploaded all our photos so far to the Flick page so check out the link on the right to see them




:: Spectacular Parliament building in Budapest ::










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July 31, 2006

Slovenian life....

Ljubljana is a mysterious place. Its great; very pretty, quite compact, cheaper than Croatia and a very (very) laid back pace of life. Everything closes on a Sunday, shops, supermarkets, corner stores, everything apart from bars and restaurants...and everyone disappears. We found ourselves wandering around almost deserted streets until we found a quiet river bank (where the other 20 locals and tourists who were out and about were(we did develop a theory that everyone is off in a great big beer hall having a great time somewhere we didn't know about) where we enjoyed a few cans of the local piva in the sun.
Overall we really like the place....we are heading to a Slovenian place for dinner, interesting menu items include either Stallion or Filly steaks, can anyone atest to which is tastier ?
Off to Bled tomorrow on the bus, will report in again soon.

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July 28, 2006

Some photos...and saying good bye to Croatia

Reluctantly we have left the relaxed sun soaked island life and are starting into our first long bus journey of many. Tonight we leave Croatia behind heading off on a long and allegedly windy night bus up to Ljubljana in Slovenia. It seems a pity to leave the blue water and gentle breezes, we have met lots of people coming south from the inland cities warning of the dead heat. The plan at the moment is to spend a few days in Ljubljana and then head on to Lake Bled before hitting Budapest.

















::Here is a Photo of The Dubrovnik Old Town walls::

After some beach, or should I say ˝rock˝ time, the sun has licked the white glow from us and some dust has been kicked up onto the bags so we don´t look like complete newbies. In my last post I was mulling over the contents of my bag ... there has been some progress on that front, unfortunately I tripped on a step the other day and my favourite flipflops snapped so they quickly found there way into a bin, so far I have resisted the urge to replace them. Fish has been off the menu for the past few nights and has been replaced by great pizza. The choice seems to fish, pizza or an ice cream around here. Everywhere you look there are people wandering around with ice creams ... lots of tempting flavours .. snickers, nutella, red bull and coke!!

















:: Here is the spring in Dubrovnik...cold tasty water::


We took an early morning fast ferry yesterday from Korcula to Split passing through the lovely island of Hvar. On arrival in Split there were the usual bunch of touts with their signs. One of the guys who latched onto us turned out to be a little bit crazy and threw a couple of bunches at a woman who was also trying to talk to us. We left with the woman leaving the crazy guy laying into a young guy who helped close the deal. All very bizarre especially when they have to see and compete with each other every morning.

















:: Dee at said spring ::


Spilt is a lovely old city contained within palace walls. Each day there are huge markets with everything from fish to Croatian football jerseys.

Time for us to catch the bus ... stay tuned for more.



:: Split fish Market::

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