Slovenia.

Or to be more precise, Ljubljana. Or to be even more precise, the city with the oddest name so far.

We’ve just left the amazing Croatia behind, sadly I have to say. The site at Kerin was lovely and the staff on the case. Our last night though, last night was in an allegedly super site which turned out to be totally crap.

But never mind that, I’ll be emailing them tomorrow or some time.

Another downer in Croatia, is the INA filling station group, a bit like Applegreen or Maxol, but with the absolutely worst customer service seen  just before Hitler dreamt up the ovens!

Apart from those two citations, alles klar!

Croatia is a land of contrasts, if we ever do it again we’ll go on down through Montenegro and Albania to get to Greece and then ferry back to Italy.

The world really is that small.

So back to the present, our site is holding the Slovenia Goldwings association meeting this weekend. There must be over 300 magnificent Hondas here, and such a buzz.

More of that later hopefully.

Today it’s Friday, and another 27° forecast. Yesterday we did nothing, Margaret reckons I’ve touched for a bit of sunstroke, heat stroke, some kind of stroke that makes red wine and beer, though not at the same time, me sick!

Whatever. Not much better today but not missing out on the chance to see this gorgeous city.

First stumbled upon a children’s day fair, sort of thing. With Slovenian folk songs and games, its definitely different, but beautiful all the same.

Anyway, we’re sitting having iced tea at a riverside bar, contemplating the climb up to the castle.

See you later