After a leisurely breakfast to console ourselves (we really didn’t want to leave Ljutomer & our new friends but time was ticking on), we set off with a flawless blue sky above us to drive the 20km or so to our next destination, Jeruzalem. Paul had said not to miss it as it was spectacular, and boy, was he right. It is a definite not-to-be-missed destination. With sweeping views of rolling hills neatly cover with vines between mature trees disappearing into the distance, white tipped mountains in the background, it made our hearts sing! ( Jeruzalem, Jeruzalem, lift up your hearts and sing…! )
Our wild camping spot for the night was in a car park under the watchful eye of the baroque church of Nostra Signora dei Dolori
but in the shade of some trees and with a view out of our back window to die for.
And so it was bicycles off and a 2.5km slog up and down some very, very steep hills to get to the Taverna Restaurant for a fabulous lunch and even more fabulous wine (it would have been rude not to try it!!!) again recommended by our new buddies. Note: well worth the recommendation too!
The view from the restaurant was spectacular!! Well, in actual fact, we didn’t find 1 single view that didn’t take our breath away! As you might be able to see……..
When the menu came, one of the starter items was pork and minced lark (???). Well, with that description, we just had to try it!! And in answer to your question, yes, we absolutely would have eaten it!
But it turns out (and we sort of figured this out before we got a bird in the hand so to speak!), that it was pork cold meats and prleška tünka (minced pork lard & pork) that we had in Ljutomer – a regional speciality. We were a teeny bit disappointed at not actually getting minced lark . Next time maybe.
And it was whilst we were sitting sipping our coffee and pear schnapps and listening to the national radio station that we heard the announcement that there were tailbacks to watch out for on the road to MotörCity in Tolmin as the blues festival was taking place over the weekend. Blues Festival????? Blues Festival???? We want to go! So it was toss back the schnapps, pay the bill (we had been there for 2.5 hours and I think they wanted to set the table for supper anyway), onto our trusty steeds and make our way back to Kaya (the steep hills didn’t seems quite so steep this time!) so that we could buy some tickets and make our way to Tolmin. But first, a quick visit to Ljubljana for Friday to make sure we hit market day.
We logged onto the website to find that Saturday night was the last night for the festival, so we emailed to see if they would let us enter the campsite with Kaya. And with the sun setting behind us, we settled in for the night to try and get a good sleep in advance of a (hopefully!) busy weekend.