After the falls we went off piste for the return to Ljubljana. We found a cracking road over the hills to Skofja Loka. Hairpins, ascents, big open sweepers through alpine meadows...it had it all...I even saw bearshit on the road, although the wife insisted it was horse
I later found that the farmers in the hills surrounding Skofha Loca had been having problems with wolves eating their stock, so it may have been wolfshit I saw. Horse indeed!
I suppose if I had to describe Slovenia in one word it would be 'trees' The whole country is swathed in them.
The wooded hills and moutains could hide squadrons of woves...and bears....
How the Brussels morons can even pretend that a Common Agricultural Policy could cover farming as it is practised in Slovenia, at the same time as the industrial farming in Germany UK etc is beyond me. Idiots.
In the same way the drunken knob in charge can stand on his hind legs and tell the world that 'English is dead in Europe'....he needs to get out of the Brussels bars and visit Europe where he will find everyone and their Granny can speak English, and use English extensively in their every day lives. Stupid halfwit.
Worth noting is the fact that the telephone signal is 4g virtually everywhere, and that many towns/areas have free wifi. Puts us to shame.
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