Today's Embarrassed in Slovenia mixes with the post. A more accurate title would be Lost in Slovenia.
But let's let the writing speak for itself.
After a very productive trip to a language school, we mounted a bus to take us to our other destination - a potential rock-climbing wall. The No. 5 bus would take us there.
We rode the bus for ten or fifteen minutes, a long time on a bus. Then we dismounted at a forsaken turnaround at the end of the line. As we walked in the direction I thought we needed to go in, waves of a stink from the sewer plant washed over us.
We ended up in a park between a bunch of concrete block apartment buildings. We embarassedly asked a local which way to Litijska street, which is where the wall was located. After traveling through more dingy buildings we located Litijska cesta and found a bus station right next to the wall.
Then we go in, and it turns out that the wall is in the badminton courts and schools rent it, and one family cannot use it, it is not a public wall.
So we rod the bus home. Total time elapsed: one hour
Well, other than that, not much that is interesting happened.
TTFN, toodles, toodle-oo, ta-ta, (any other T goodbyes?)