Lake Bled had been recommended to me first by an Aussie in Bruges, and then by the Irish mob in Berlin. So after an epic 9.5 hr train from Budapest, 1 night sleep in a converted prison hostel in Ljubljana (unfortunatly it actually felt like a cell cos I was stuck in a tiny room with 3 old snoring men) and a bus trip the next day I got there. And it was incredible. Best colours I've seen since Northern Ireland coast.
The glacial lake is so bright turquoise against the almost autumn trees, a tiny island in the lake covered by a church, a castle on top of a cliff, and mountains all around some of which were snowcapped.
Woww Slovenia, didn't know what to expect, but I was blown away!
Walked around the lake taking too many photos because every step seemed to give a better viewpoint. Then got rowed in a gondola over to the island.
Unfortunately there were no backpackers in sight at my hostel so I was a bit lonely. The bar downstairs was overrun with an older Northern Irish crowd who travel together following the football (apparently there is a big game here on Friday.) So I hung out with them, but they were a bit old and drunk for my liking! But still, better to approach a random crowd and join them than sit in my room feeling bored and left out.
Some Brits arrived to my dorm later that night.
Hiked up to the castle the next day which gave the best views over the whole lake, lucky to get blue sky again. Wouldn't look nearly as stunning if overcast. Then bussed back to Ljubljana to have an explore before my overnight bus to Croatia!
Ljubljana is a really pretty city. It's small, surrounded by massive mountains. There are some ugly concrete flats in the outskirts but the centre is riverside streets overflowing with open air cafes, art nouveau buildings, flowers in balconies and kamikaze bike riders. Of course there is a castle on top of the hill, I'm taking them for granted now. Just hung around for a couple of hours before the bus.
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment