17.07.2007 - 18.07.2007 34 °C
Judging by the train from Budapest, we assumed most people would be travelling back the same way. We were wrong. Sad to leave the festival we went to Belgrade to book the night train to Ljubjana. The train to Belgrade was horiffic in itself, even though it was only an hour and a half journey people got off the train with t-shirts and faces dripping with sweat. We waited at Belgrade to reserve our seats on the night train and then waddled to the left luggage where we found a group of people we met on the train from Krakow to Budapest. We went for food and spent the rest of the day at the train station. We caught up with the group we saw earlier and realised we were all in the same carriage going to Ljubjana. We also all realised that there was no way we would get to sit on our reserved seats - the platform was full of people getting the same train, most without reservations. When the train arrived it was only two carriages, people bundled onto the train and climbed in through the windows. The added more carriages which didn't really help, it was so hectic but we eventually got onto the train and the very kind people we met earlier let us share their carriage with them. We slept 9 people in the 6 berth compartment, very uncomfortable and very little sleep. It was hideous.
14 hours later we arrived in Ljubjana and it was beautiful. We couldn't have gone somewhere more different to Serbia. Serbia was poor, political and rascist and most of this was expressed through grafitti. Slovenia was quiet, modern, clean, wealthy, beautiful and scenic. Our hostel was amazing. We met so many people in such a short space of time, considering we slept most of the time we were there; it was the most sociable place we have stayed. On Wednesday we went to Lake Bled with Jack (we met him at the hostel) and on the coach there we met AGAIN the group from the train. Amazingly we spent 2 train journeys and 1 coach journey and yet we never found out their names. Shocking. Anyway, so Lake Bled was again beautiful. The emerald green water and tree-covered mountains with hidden churches. We had lots of fun rowing across to the island in the middle of the lake with Jack and some Irish girls we had met on the coach. We moored the boat at the island onto a big gondola and went to explore the island. Running out of time we quickly went back to the boats, everyone jumped in, Lucy started to untie the boat when a rather angry looking Slovenian man began to shake his fist and ask 'what is this?' Staring at each other silently, Lucy quickly got into the boat and we rowed away to escape with the man shouting things behind us. We didn't really want to leave Slovenia but we had to go and get the afternoon train to Salzburg.