I seem to find myself coming across steam trains in various states of disrepair throughout my trip. Sometimes in museums, sometimes just outside train stations. Given I’ve now amassed quite a few photos of these I thought I would put up a new part of my blog to show them off, away from the eyes of those who might think this all “a bit sad…..”
I’m not (he said defensively) actually a particular train geek so I have no idea what the identity of most of these trains are, and even when they was a plaque or something saying what they were its not something I have cared to note down. Instead what I’ve done is split them down into where they can be found. (links will be added to this post as I upload the pages or can be found in the page menu on the left.)
I like the “elephant graveyard” feel of a lot of these places, at the photos I take reflect that. I tend to prefer the ones left to rust and decay.
In my previous posts I waxed lyrical about how relaxing Slovenia was and how difficult it was to imagine anyone feeling stressed unless they had four legs and went by the name Trigger.
Difficult yes, but not impossible….
Sitting in the hostel in Ljubljana, having just successfully managed to navigate with some fellow travellers to Lake Bled and back via public transport, I assumed that it would be equally straight forward to use the same process to get to another of Slovenia’s natural wonders, its giant underground caves, the next day. An English girl staying at the hostel thought the same thing so we agreed to head of to find one.
Slovenia, it is apparently said, has two levels. The one on the surface, and another underground. Apparently over 40% of Slovenia has suitable geography for caves, and over 10,000 have been documented. So possibly not a good idea to jump up and down too much. Of these, two, at Škocjan and in particular Postojna are the most famous. Always preferring the underdog, we chose to visit Škocjan. After all, just because its a bit less touristy, how hard could it be to get there? Continue reading Trying to find a very big cave in Slovenia→
Tomorrow I get the train from Zagreb to Sarajevo, but in the meantime I feel I am definitely starting to catch up on blogging. One more blog after this on Slovenia, and one on Zagreb and I’m hopeful I will be back on track by the time I leave Bosnia!
Slovenia, as our guide on the free tour of its capital Ljubljana kept repeating, is the only country in the world to have love in its name, a strapline the tourist information office at Scunthorpe can only dream of and whilst I didn’t find love there I was pleasantly surprised to find what seemed to me to be one of the most chilled out and least stressful countries in Europe. (The free tour is highly recommended btw).