Following busgate and over three hours after we were meant to catch the bus back to Ljubljana, I’m pleased to write that we were successful.
Rather than stand at the bus stop waiting for the fifth bus, we went back to the cafe that we were in earlier and Bev acquired us some chicken strips with fries.
And a healthy and warming hot chocolate.
The lake was peaceful at night and the area was becoming ever quieter.
It’s not a very clear photo of Bled Castle, but it gives the impression of its beauty.
Even at this time, with relatively few buses left, the bus filled up and people were left behind. We were fortunate on this one and a local lad said I could stand next to him as he said he was getting on it regardless. Bev, as she’s fearless, told a group of four young ladies off for barging their way past her to get on. We were pretty near the front of the queue and so easily got on and it was a relief to be honest, as I wanted to get some food in Ljubljana before the restaurants closed. Unfortunately, the Indian we had planned to go to was closing by this point, but I had another restaurant plan.
Safely back, but not before I managed to get off the bus and realise it was the wrong stop and we had to get back on again. The driver of this bus was calm and collected, so there were no dramas, although everyone at the airport was refused boarding and there was a minor altercation there as well.