“Travels to a Different Time” : 11August1974: Bled, Yugoslavia: Norwegian Regrets: The Pickled Police Chief

Up at 08:00 and was the last out of the room. Fried eggs, bread, jam and sparkling mineral water which I have turned into a great fan of particularly a brand called Radenska although I think the Romanian brand Borsec is better. A 750 ml bottle is 20 cents. I headed into town to try and find a Herald Tribune newspaper but no such luck. The weather did clear up and it was a beautiful day so why waste it. I ran into two Norwegian girls at breakfast one of which caught my eye and her friend was rather plump and not that attractive. A German had told me go to Vintgar Gorge. So off I went with Randi the good looker and her friend whose name is very complicated. The gorge was spectacular with a rushing river below. We climbed up on some rocks and had a stunning view of a village below and even saw some deer in the forest. Randi and I got along very well and you might want to say a spark existed on both sides which was going to be sealed by a kiss but at exactly the wrong moment the rotund friend shattered that moment. Randi looked at me and said too bad we had not met earlier but asked me if I wanted to return to Greece with both of them. But I am heading north and home in less than two weeks. What a bummer. Right woman but absolutely the wrong time!

Played some soccer had dinner and headed to a bar with a group from the youth hostel. At the bar we met the police chief who was pickled. The dark beer at 17% alcohol might do that to anyone. We ended up heading back to the youth hostel with the police chief and his friend all singing different songs. At the hostel someone was sleeping in my bed so I took my sleeping bag and set up in vacant bed.

Published by Robert K Stephen (CSW)

Robert K Stephen writes about food and drink, travel, and lifestyle issues. He is one of the few non-national writers to be certified as a wine specialist by the Society of Wine Educators, in Washington, DC. Robert was the first associate member of the Wine Writers’ Circle of Canada. He also holds a Mindfulness Certification from the University of Leiden and the University of Toronto. Be it Spanish cured meat, dried fruit, BBQ, or recycled bamboo place mats, Robert endeavours to escape the mundane, which is why he has established this publication. His motto is, "Have Story, Will Write."

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