Travel Blogs from San Floriano del Collio
... at an open section of river and he spent about 30mins looking at and investigating the rocks! We found one with incredible green streaks through it. We wanted to try some Slovenian cuisine so went for dinner at a cute little place called Strud'l. We had a huge feast of local specialities. It was delicious! We also tried their homemade tea and a crepe for dessert. So full! Very enjoyable ...
Clear blue skies and very cold! We got ready to ride then drove to find somewhere to park for the day. Not an easy task in a touristy town like this! Anyway, we found a spot about 5km away in Bohinjska Bela, en route to lake Bohinj. We took Mats "short cut", aka wet, gravel, muddy, soggy autumn leaves, steep gradient.. For about 20km through the Slovenian national park with no map then realising we were going in a circle ...
My bus from Ljubljana to Trieste was an early morning one.
There are only a few each day, and I was also surprised to find there are no
trains on the route. It’s been very surprising to me how I’ve had to rely on
buses for almost all my travel in the countries of former Yugoslavia. The ride
between the two cities takes only a little over an hour, the last part of which
is a steep and scenic descent into the seaside city from ...
... is quite different from points south too. When standard
western hits of the last half century aren’t playing, the music in Serbia tends
toward loud exuberance, while in Croatia the traditional music has a sadder,
more ballad like sound. Slovenia is firmly the land of polka, though, with some
radio stations playing polka and nothing but polka all day long. Wooohooo!
I spent the night in the town of Kobarid in the Soca Valley
and hit a few local ...
... mountain herb.
I couldn’t help noticing the reaction to the herbal
concoction by the Welsh father and son team finishing their meal at the next
table over. I got to chatting with them about travel, snowboarding/skiing, and
the property they were searching for in the area to be a second home. I ran
into them again sitting at a table under a large umbrella in the rain outside
the bar next door having some beers. They invited me to join ...