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Part 1: From Greece to Slovenia
It's not hard to convince people like me about a trip especially when it's gonna be done on 2 wheels but the "official" excuse for this one was to reunite with friends I haven't seen for quite a while. Well, I won't promise you all reunions went as planned but I can vouch for the stories that will follow. Besides... when people make plans God laughs :).
(If there's one anyway).
On a hot late August day I rιde all the way from the South East end of Attiki region up to the port of Patra (Greece) in order to take the ferry up to Trieste (Italy).
Here's my loaded trusty donkey waiting to enter that long ferry in the back:
Arriving early enough I was able to find a good spot for my tent:
Best way to pitch a tent on a ferry? Neodymium magnets from a hard disk:
The ferry generously offers me awful impressions. The lack of enough toilets and trash bins was beyond imagination. Needless to review the rip off at the restaurant for portions designed for sparrows. The drop of service from ferry companies over the last years is hard to comment. The view of the calm sea as we reached the port of Igoumenitsa (Greece) next morning fortunately is quite the opposite:
The view of the sun before diving in the sea somewhere in the middle of the Adriatic sea is not bad either:
Last but definitely not least, the sunset:
Day 3 on the ferry and as we reached the port of Ravenna the weather is already much more miserable. Cloudy 'n rainy it doesn't allow much space for pictures and any joy in general. After 45 hours we finally arrive at Trieste in very questionable weather conditions. I make my way up to Ljubljana via Postojna on a very nice route riding literally and luckily in between dry gaps of rainy weather for most of the part. I risk not to delay for a stop to wear my rain gear and this proved to be a golden decision cause as soon as I arrive at my AirBnB where my host leads me to the garage to park my bike it started to rain dogs and cats. Couldn't be luckier. His mum definitely could be luckier though. I met her upstairs at their nice apartment where I had rented a room. She had just lost her husband and was now trying to continue life living with her son who...ehm...I wouldn't rush to judge someone who lost his father so recently but... Besides, mine was recently gone too. Been there. I tell her about my loss in an attempt to find common consoling ground. Such a lovely hospitable woman and so was her spacious apartment from which next morning I can practice my favourite hobby: observing people going to their early morning commitments.
I finish my breakfast and the son invites me to the top of the building for a much promising view. Of course I can't deny it but I never knew there could be different elevators for the odd and straight floors till I saw this: