Škocjan Caves

So for my last day in Slovenia, I headed out to the Škocjan caves with Teri and Irwin. We had a little trouble finding Irwin's car in the parking garage, but after 15 minutes of wandering, we figured it out. On the drive to the caves, we just talked about our respective cities and how America is different than the Netherlands. It was fun, and it's always nice to hear more about how the rest of the world does certain things.

The caves took a few hours to go through, and the guide told us that upon entering the caves, no photography was allowed. Well, all I can say is that rules were made to be broken. Half way through, she made a comment to the group of 50 people, "Don't think I haven't noticed some of you taking photos." Teri and I had to stifle laughter at this... many times, she or Irwin would stand next to me so that they were blocking the guide's view of my camera... hey, teamwork is always a good thing, right? I was able to get some decent photos, so it was worth feeling like a student at Camden County High School texting during class.

Irwin gave us a ride to the train station near the caves, as he was continuing on to Croatia instead of going back to Ljubljana. The station felt like it was in some sort of old western movie... no one was inside, papers were haphazardly pinned to boards, no trains were in sight, and only a few people were waiting on the platform. To add a ghetto flair to this western scene, a graffiti covered train pulled up a few minutes later.

Finally, the train to Ljubljana arrived and we got on. We had been told we could use credit cards to buy the tickets so neither of us got more cash from an ATM. On the platform, we were told we pay for tickets on the train. Ok, no problem... well, when the man came along to collect tickets, he informed us that they don't take credit cards. Teri had enough to pay for her ticket, but not enough to help me with mine... after awhile, the guy came back and had Teri pay for a ticket, and then told me that mine was free. I'm not sure what would have happened otherwise... so let's all be thankful that he was a nice guy!

The day was long, fun, and tiring(there were like 500 steps in the cave)... but great. Tomorrow, I head on to Banja Luka in the country Bosnia and Herzegovina. This trip is slowly (very slowly) wrapping up. As fun as it has been, I'm just ready to get home, see my family, and go back to work (I'm seriously out of money !!).

"You only hate the road when you're missin' home." - Passenger