Tearing myself out of bed is a challenge on normal days, but out of warm sheets in cool weather, the struggle is definitely real. It's a miracle I can even wake up really. That first morning in Munich, it really felt like winter was coming, but I had to drag myself out of bed to catch an early morning bus. I planned my itinerary around potential stories, but when some of it fell through, I found myself having two extra days before I had to be in Berlin.
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| Cigarette butt I found on the ground at the Munich central bus station reminded me of someone |
My book on the world's greatest cities came in handy and I decided to buy a ticket to Bled, a little town in Slovenia just off the border with Austria. Five hours is relative; it can go by so fast when you're enjoying yourself at a party or maybe making out with someone, but counting hours on a bus can be excruciating. I amused myself by gazing out at the typically European scenes outside the window--green hills, quaint houses, and the occasional castle on top of a mountain.
Somewhere in northern Austria
Goodbyes are often bittersweet
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| Next stop: Slovenia |
I arrived in Bled about 30 minutes past schedule, which is rare if you know anything about German efficiency and transport. Still, it wasn't like I was in a rush. I think Bled was a reminder to just take it slow. I mean, the castle there is over a thousand years old.
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| Home in Slovenia. There were two Pinays working there |
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| First look at Bled Castle |
I strolled along the pathway running along the lake's edge after checking out the castle. Before I knew it, I was near the other side and it was too late to turn back. So I ended up walking all the way around the lake and found out later the lake is about six kilometers long. Strangely, I didn't feel all that tired afterwards. Maybe all that gorgeousness was a potent distraction from physical ills.
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| A view of the town from Bled Castle |
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| Bled Island from the castle |
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| Slovenia's slogan is apt |
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| They put on a special skit at the castle |
I did feel hungry, so I walked around trying to decide whether I should try the local specialties or indulge in some badly missed Asian cuisine. Meat-and-potatoes won out. I also tried the Bled specialty--their version of cream cake called Kremna Rezina. I loved it. Its soft and spongy cream filling wasn't too sweet and the crunchy layer added some texture. It's exactly my kind of thing.
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| Bled's Kremna Rezina |
You wanna know what else was my kind of thing? Staying in and sleeping, which, instead of going out and finding nightlife, was exactly what I did after eating.
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| Bled Island |
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