Blogs from Kranjska Gora, Upper Carniola, Slovenia, Europe

My Slovenian cultural attaché has informed me that it’s not ‘Kransky Gora’ but ’Kranjska Gora’ despite the fact we have ‘kransky’ sausage and not ‘kranjska’ sausage! So if you are corresponding with Julie use the ‘Kranjska’, anyone else ‘Kransky’ seems fine. We walked back into Slovenia today after being driven back towards Tarvisio. Did not drive the entire way as it would have meant walking through the streets of a fairly large town. So along quite a gentle track used by heaps of cyclists and described as several paths (Juliana, Alpina…) Some variations but always scenic and green. The National Park and the giant slalom were features but the looming and omnipresent mountains still manage to steal the show. We also cut the distance because we could and because Julie’s foot isn’t terrific. Some stages are ... read more

Over 3 hours at the bus stop. Not exactly fun time. We did the walk pretty easily, pushed ourselves along to get there with time to spare as our last host had checked the timetables and had said the bus left at 1:46. We saw a bus come and go (just) at about 12:45 whilst we were having an icy pole so I think the host’s research was not correct. Anyway from what I can work out the next bus is just after 4 and if that doesn’t work out there’s one a little after 6. Today’s walk climbed steeply from the the start and got us to our highest point for quite a few days. The scenery remains spectacular, with soaring mountains, steep sided gorges, streams and waterfalls dotted along the trail and the ever ... read more

Skiing, skiing, skiing :)... read more

In pretty much the same way as patterns started developing to my holidaying trends, even my annual week-long ski breaks fell into a similar mode, and in time-honoured tradition of going on one pricey ski break, followed by a budget option, January 2008 was the turn of the budget ski trip, and the location for it was the picturesque ski resort of north-western Slovenia, Kranjska Gora. Nestled in the midst of the Julian Alps and a stone's throw from both the Italian and Austrian borders, this ski town had been blighted by the lack of reliable snowfall in 2007, which made skiing there the following season seem like myself and snowboarding nephew were taking a gamble of sorts regarding the snow record. Well, the resort itself was pretty enough even without a healthy fall of fresh ... read more

aaaaaaaaaace. it's bloody cold in this wonderful place. jerry is currently on an inversion table, and it looks pretty entertaining to be fair. anyway, token recap of the last 24 hours. getting to stansted was a pain, and it cost me a stupid amount of money, resulting in me then worrying about saving money for when i get back, which is pretty lame, as i dont want to worry about that whilst i'm here, as it's my week of no worrying. but yes, got to stansted, waited around for aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaages, and then got my booty on a plane. i love flying. i've said it about 793 times, but flying, especially over cities at night, is my favourite thing to do. we had a bit of turbulence, which i quite liked strangely enough. it's a strange sensation, ... read more