This post was originally posted in May 2009.
I did today.
Well, if you count hoofing it up a hill for a few kilometers until a very nice Slovenian woman takes pity on you and gives you a ride most of the way up. And then you climb all over a castle in a cliff thats cold and dark and leaky (from being partly in a cave) and then hoofing it back down, the whole 10 km back to town.
If that's not the life, what is?
Actually, it was a fantastic day, minus the fact that I can't really feel my legs now and I know I have blisters. Tomorrow I'm walking just a kilometer to the caves, and I think it might be rough.
But, let's pick up where I left off yesterday. When I left the cyber cafe, I wandered around a bit more and wound up at the park. Just sat there and watched people walk by for at least an hour. An adorable little girl came up with who must have been her grandparents and was feeding bread to the pigeons. It was a tough concept for her, because she tried to toss the entire chunk at once instead of little bits at a time. Then she ran around and scared all the birds. Amusing.
Back at the hostel, I met Isabel, a French-Canadian from Montreal, but she spoke English! And another kid from California. He just finished his sophomore year at a school in Portland. Isabel and I went for dinner, pizza on the river. A small is actually a pizza bigger than your head, so a good deal really.
Caught the bus for Postjana this morning and while walking to the bus station almost choked on my water when I saw a Duke t-shirt in a store window. It was a sports store, but all the shirts in the window display had American teams and schools on them. Plus, there is American music everywhere and at the bus station, a girl had an Old Navy shirt. Even saw a Ford on the road.
There's some sort of sporting event going on now outside the hostel. Not sure what it is, but its loud and there are lots of people everywhere. Its not even my hostel, but mine doesnt have Internet, so had to come over here. But at least its free!
Back to the castle. It dates back to the 12th century and the oldest surviving records of the castle date to the 13th century. It was built with security in mind and is built into a cave below a cliff. Predjama Castles most famous resident was Erazem, who was there in the 15th century. He managed to defend against a month-long assault. But legend has it that a disloyal servant gave away his location -- when he was on the toilet -- and was killed. That was in 1484. There's a cave under the castle too, but I didn't go in there.
Headed to Postojna Jama (cave in Slovene) tomorrow. Its supposed to be amazing. I'll report back afterward.
Until then. Na svidenje.
I did today.
Well, if you count hoofing it up a hill for a few kilometers until a very nice Slovenian woman takes pity on you and gives you a ride most of the way up. And then you climb all over a castle in a cliff thats cold and dark and leaky (from being partly in a cave) and then hoofing it back down, the whole 10 km back to town.
If that's not the life, what is?
Actually, it was a fantastic day, minus the fact that I can't really feel my legs now and I know I have blisters. Tomorrow I'm walking just a kilometer to the caves, and I think it might be rough.
But, let's pick up where I left off yesterday. When I left the cyber cafe, I wandered around a bit more and wound up at the park. Just sat there and watched people walk by for at least an hour. An adorable little girl came up with who must have been her grandparents and was feeding bread to the pigeons. It was a tough concept for her, because she tried to toss the entire chunk at once instead of little bits at a time. Then she ran around and scared all the birds. Amusing.
Back at the hostel, I met Isabel, a French-Canadian from Montreal, but she spoke English! And another kid from California. He just finished his sophomore year at a school in Portland. Isabel and I went for dinner, pizza on the river. A small is actually a pizza bigger than your head, so a good deal really.
Caught the bus for Postjana this morning and while walking to the bus station almost choked on my water when I saw a Duke t-shirt in a store window. It was a sports store, but all the shirts in the window display had American teams and schools on them. Plus, there is American music everywhere and at the bus station, a girl had an Old Navy shirt. Even saw a Ford on the road.
There's some sort of sporting event going on now outside the hostel. Not sure what it is, but its loud and there are lots of people everywhere. Its not even my hostel, but mine doesnt have Internet, so had to come over here. But at least its free!
Back to the castle. It dates back to the 12th century and the oldest surviving records of the castle date to the 13th century. It was built with security in mind and is built into a cave below a cliff. Predjama Castles most famous resident was Erazem, who was there in the 15th century. He managed to defend against a month-long assault. But legend has it that a disloyal servant gave away his location -- when he was on the toilet -- and was killed. That was in 1484. There's a cave under the castle too, but I didn't go in there.
Headed to Postojna Jama (cave in Slovene) tomorrow. Its supposed to be amazing. I'll report back afterward.
Until then. Na svidenje.
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