Day 3 - we were a little late getting out of the hostel and the owner got a little pissy with us. i understand where she is coming from, but still don't really like the tone. we packed up the car and went walking some more around Maribor since it was such a pleasant little town. We got lucky and got a Cuban waiter at the cafe that we sat down at so ordering was not a problem. Deliciousness was consumed in mass quantities again. Highlight of the meal - Cuban waiter telling us that he likes Tupak over Eminem and saying "Thug 4 Life" as we were leaving the cafe.
Our final stop in Maribor was to visit the old vine museum. Slovenia has the oldest grape vine in the world (over 400 years old) and that vine is wrapped around a house known as "the old vine house" that is basically like a vine museum and tasting room. There is also a vine festival that happens every year and a vine queen that gets elected. We didn't really feel like a tasting so we didn't stay too long, but on the way our Mike and Jessica ILLEGALLY ripped and ate some grapes off the oldest grape vine in the world. I thought that we would all get arrested.
There is nothing that can follow the taste of a stolen grape quite like some paprika Pringles and fish and tomato pate obtained at the gas station somewhere around Ljubljana. Yummmmm. we managed to make it to Trieste without incident and even through we missed the turnoff that our directions referenced we managed to somehow get off the highway and manage to find our hostel which is located right on the water. YAY to swimming in the Aegean sea and being discussed by older topless Italian women.
A word about Europeans and the crazy expensive utility bills that they pay and how they deal with it. They love motion sensor lighting in bathrooms. Not only that, but the timer is set for about 10 seconds. Now you might say to yourself, what's the big deal? you're in the bathroom, the light goes off, move around, everything is fine, right? Not if you are taking a shower and shaving your legs and have to periodically open up the tiny cabin with one hand and start waving while trying to keep the shampoo out of your eyes and your legs from slipping on the floor. Everytime one of us would take a shower you can guarantee swearing to be coming from the bathroom at 10 second intervals.
We went out on the town kinda late but it was still fun. On a whim we went into a really narrow ally that opened up onto a delicious restaurant, Chimera Di Bacco, where we over ordered again (are you sensing a pattern here - yeah). Dinner was amazing and such amazingness needs to be walked off for hours which we happily did. Olichka was looking for a place to dance but we couldn't really find anything that would do. We did stop by a gay? bar for a drink and some dancing to Britney Spears. We have a feeling that we were in a boys town kind of area anyway cause the only other bar we saw only had men in it too. Oh well. I don't really mind since just walking around in Italy is like a party for the senses, and walking around tipsy is twice as good. We got home around 1 am and I was out, but the rest of group went for a midnight swim. Goodnight Trieste, see you in the morning.
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Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
Owned by a 10 year old
Day 2 - Waking up is hard to do when you go partying till 3 am on your first day in Europe so we left it up to Yan and Jessya to wake up early and pick up our rental car (Thanks guys :))Olichka, Mike and I got snacks, packed and checked-out of the hostel. Our snacks were not sufficient however so when Yan and Jessya got back with the car we went to a nearby cafe for brunch. as we walked in to the cafe a little girl was sauntering (yes sauntering) out, with her hands in her pockets like a little cowgirl. As she passed Olichka and me in the doors she authoritatively slapped us both on the ass. Needless to say that the rest of the group died laughing. 2 Days in Europe and already owned by a 10 year old.
After eating waaaayyy too much food we finally left Budapest and drove to Maribor Slovenia. Our hostel was pretty nice and there was only one other person saying there, an Aussie who is travelling for a year. After we changed and showered we went out for a night on the town. We specifically went to Maribor because they are in the middle of a Lent festival (Lent being a neighborhood not a religious holiday) and there was music coming at us from several places in the city.
We started our walk by climbing Pyramid hill opens up BEAUTIFUL views of the city from the top. There were fruit trees on our path so we indulged a little in some Russian style sour cherries. On the top of the hill we met a man who seemed very tickled to meet us. We communicated with him using a mix of Russian, English and maybe some German for the couple of words that he new. He was floored that were were all from different parts of the soviet union and know each other. It really amused him. He was also really surprised that we were all in our late 20s early 30s which got me thinking that maybe people in that area age faster than people in the US. If anyone knows please comment.
Once we have walked up a little appetite we went back to the city, through the main area to a restaurant that was recommended to us by the hostel owner but it was closed. I think we were all surprised at how cute and European the city looked. the buildings were all clean and cute and the feel of the street was very European with a lot of stone paved streets, cafes, and gorgeous bra less women walking around in skin tight clothing and heels. (Well maybe the last part was kinda Russian style, but the women managed to pull it off without looking skanky, so more power to them). Since our only known dining option was unavailable to us, we went down to the Lent festival to grab something to eat. They have basically makeshift restaurants right on the river with all sorts of different food prepared in the open air right in front of you. by the time we found something that everyone was OK with we were starving and inhaled a lot of delicious Slovenian food that we chased with some Slovenian beer. After dinner some of us still wanted ice cream, or sladoled as it is called in Slovenian, we we stopped by for ice cream and coffee at a cafe and slowly made our way home through the gorgeous streets.
After eating waaaayyy too much food we finally left Budapest and drove to Maribor Slovenia. Our hostel was pretty nice and there was only one other person saying there, an Aussie who is travelling for a year. After we changed and showered we went out for a night on the town. We specifically went to Maribor because they are in the middle of a Lent festival (Lent being a neighborhood not a religious holiday) and there was music coming at us from several places in the city.
We started our walk by climbing Pyramid hill opens up BEAUTIFUL views of the city from the top. There were fruit trees on our path so we indulged a little in some Russian style sour cherries. On the top of the hill we met a man who seemed very tickled to meet us. We communicated with him using a mix of Russian, English and maybe some German for the couple of words that he new. He was floored that were were all from different parts of the soviet union and know each other. It really amused him. He was also really surprised that we were all in our late 20s early 30s which got me thinking that maybe people in that area age faster than people in the US. If anyone knows please comment.
Once we have walked up a little appetite we went back to the city, through the main area to a restaurant that was recommended to us by the hostel owner but it was closed. I think we were all surprised at how cute and European the city looked. the buildings were all clean and cute and the feel of the street was very European with a lot of stone paved streets, cafes, and gorgeous bra less women walking around in skin tight clothing and heels. (Well maybe the last part was kinda Russian style, but the women managed to pull it off without looking skanky, so more power to them). Since our only known dining option was unavailable to us, we went down to the Lent festival to grab something to eat. They have basically makeshift restaurants right on the river with all sorts of different food prepared in the open air right in front of you. by the time we found something that everyone was OK with we were starving and inhaled a lot of delicious Slovenian food that we chased with some Slovenian beer. After dinner some of us still wanted ice cream, or sladoled as it is called in Slovenian, we we stopped by for ice cream and coffee at a cafe and slowly made our way home through the gorgeous streets.
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