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affrecaOk, I lied last post. Well, actually, yesterday morning I just was not in the mood to travel on. It was kinda rainy, and so I was lazy. Walked out to St. Peter Catacombs, and caught a wonderful bit of sunlight. Though it was also raining. Then the bells went off, and about 20 cannon shots. Not sure why, and forgot to ask.
So this morning I headed off. I should have consulted the connections, cause I spent 3 hours waiting for trains. If I had left an hour earlier, I would not have had to wait at all. So I read a lot, some British chick lit book and about Fermats Last Theorem (I cannot find the apostrophe on this keyboard, I do know to use them in possessives, in case you thought I was illiterate or in a hurry). Then could not find an open money exchange or ATM that took my card.
But at the train station (two towns away from Bled), there was a sign for VIP Backpackers Hostel with a phone number and free pickup. But no money for the phone (or clue how to use it, weak in Slovene). Wandered about town for 10 minutes, then put on a brave face and headed into a bar (the only thing open). Thankfully the bartender spoke English, and called the hostel for me. And this nice old man bought me a Coke. So I got picked up by the sweetest old man, Damien. They even take Euros, so I will try to find an exchange or ATM tomorrow (Monday! in a tourist town). Perhaps I will plan more next time. Though I foolishly enjoy the feeling of being in a strange country with no cash on a Sunday night. And getting out of it.
So this morning I headed off. I should have consulted the connections, cause I spent 3 hours waiting for trains. If I had left an hour earlier, I would not have had to wait at all. So I read a lot, some British chick lit book and about Fermats Last Theorem (I cannot find the apostrophe on this keyboard, I do know to use them in possessives, in case you thought I was illiterate or in a hurry). Then could not find an open money exchange or ATM that took my card.
But at the train station (two towns away from Bled), there was a sign for VIP Backpackers Hostel with a phone number and free pickup. But no money for the phone (or clue how to use it, weak in Slovene). Wandered about town for 10 minutes, then put on a brave face and headed into a bar (the only thing open). Thankfully the bartender spoke English, and called the hostel for me. And this nice old man bought me a Coke. So I got picked up by the sweetest old man, Damien. They even take Euros, so I will try to find an exchange or ATM tomorrow (Monday! in a tourist town). Perhaps I will plan more next time. Though I foolishly enjoy the feeling of being in a strange country with no cash on a Sunday night. And getting out of it.
