It wasn’t even in plan at the start of the trip, but having completed the highlights of Ljubljana and decided I didn’t fancy five hours on a coach to and from Zagreb I got to the bus station and decided on a three hour round trip to Lake Bled.
Recomeneded by a friend of a friend. In fairness England has bigger lakes. Lakes with mountains overlooking them. Castles near lakes. Islands in lakes. Indeed, I rather like our Lake District despite a climate perfect for filling lakes.
Lake Bled has it all though. The beautiful backdrop of snow capped Alps. Small enough to walk around in a morning. Imposing and impressive castle overlooking it. And the bizarre concept of a beautiful church on a small island – if you can overcome your desire to stay in bed on a Sunday you still have to catch a boat to get to church!
Most of the small business around the lake were closed today. It’s out of season. But with temperatures touching 20C and not a cloud in the sky this place was a little bit of heaven. The place was quiet. Cool breezes offset the warmth just enough. The water was still. The scenery stunning.
There isn’t much more to it than that. I didn’t canoe across the lake. I chose not to climb the path to the castle. I didn’t catch a boat to the island church. I just soaked up the tranquility of the place, enjoyed a beer and knocked back a beef and cheese toastie.
Sometimes that’s enough.