Ljubljana - ctd.

Day two Ljubljana, we wandered a bit through town.  We had seen most of the things in the historic part of town so we didn’t spend too much time out and about. We decided to take an early bus to Lake Bled so that we could get ourselves settled in town when it was still light out.  It was easy enough to get things figured out, though when I first asked about train times, they gave me a schedule and failed to mention that the train station is actually 2km out of the actual town of Bled.  Not good, so we ended up using the bus system instead.  In my infinite wisdom, we sought out the lockers at the train station, knowing we’d have to return to catch our trains in a couple days, and we left two bags there for two days.  It was nice not to have to worry about the extra pieces while we trekked around Slovenia.  We purchased bus tickets, got some drinks and waited for our bus.  We had all our luggage with us since we were staying in Bled for two nights, so that was a bit cumbersome – but when we got to the bus, the driver helped us load it under the bus.  It was just over an hour to Bled, not really a long trip, but a scenic one.  Slovenia is a beautiful country – I really think everyone should get there at some time in their lives.  At any rate, we got to Bled, and I decided to be proactive, so I opened the luggage door on the bottom of the bus, only to open the wrong one – the broken one.  It raised a bit and then kind of ker-plunked to the right, since it was not connected on the left side at all.  The bus driver high-tailed it out of the bus, and began to yell at me – to be expected I guess.  The funniest part was the man who was seated against the window directly above where I had broken the bus – the look on his face was priceless, translatable in any language “you’re f&@!ed.”  We retrieved our luggage from the correct compartment, and I scurried around the side of the bus station so as to get out of the eyesight of the bus driver.  It seemed to take forever for the bus to pull out and continue on its route, but whatever – shit happens.