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07:57: I didn’t get to bed until sometime after 23:00, talking to Tommy, a 25 year old Canadian lad of Vietnamese parents who’s touring the world. The Serb in my room has sleep apnea and constantly sounds like he’s drowning. I put my earplugs in at about 02:00 and got some sleep after that, but I’m fucked now. My soles and ankles ache and it’s pouring rain outside. I’m very tempted to take a rest day. I dragged myself out of bed at 07:45 and I’m hanging about waiting for breakfast to become available at 08:00. I skipped dinner last night — didn’t need it after the 11:00 omelette and the 14:00 burek.
12:16: Breakfast was great — fluffy crusty bread with loads of butter and jams, fruit tea, yoghurt, honey, meat spread and an apple. I went back to bed for a bit and now I’m washed and dressed and somewhat refreshed. The rain has stopped. It was very lovely lying in bed listening to the rain pattering in the trees outside my window. I’m about to wash my socks and then I’ll go in search of a bookshop to find maps — though I may not need any — and lunch. I’ve chatted to the proprietress about staying an extra night. She has no more beds but will put me up in the common room. I’m going to arrange that with her shortly.
13:58: It’s gonna cost me €10 to stay in the chillout room. I’ve checked out of the other room. I’ve also booked Hostel Tresor in Ljubljana for tomorrow night so I’m committed now! I’m about to have a mixed salad bean salad and chips. The day has begun to brighten up but it’s still cool. I’m wearing my long legs and my fleecy sitting in the pleasant square near the lane where the hostel is.
16:29: It’s turned into a lovely afternoon. I’m still shagged. Lunch was €8.10. There’s a bookshop right next door.
17:35: €21.70 on a road atlas of Slovenia (weighs a ton, I may have to chop it up) and a new notebook. The road atlas is at a scale of 1:75,000.
18:59: €6.80 for cake, tea and hot chocolate. That’s effectively dinner.
19:17:15
I spent the evening charging my phone and trying to find a sensible route to Zagreb along back roads, but didn’t have much luck. I think I’ll just point myself in that direction and see how it goes. I foresee quite a bit of wild camping between Ljubljana and Zagreb.
