57 km
Chad woke early to try and beat the crowd at the US Embassy to obtain new documents that would allow him to continue forward through the border of slovenia into crotia in a few days time. Of course he arrived too early and had to come back only to wait in line with the other Americans who were experiencing similar problems. After the round –a-bout process of obtaining photos, passing out some cash, using internet while waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting to finally, four hours later, get a signature from the American consular, Chad had to return two hours later to receive his temporary passport.
Chad with ientity intact!
Fiinally, we could depart — 2:00pm and we had over 60km to ride to meet our Couchsurfing hosts, Sara and Gandalf. The ride was fast and with our new traveling companion, Tobias, a very new experience for us. It was a great relief to be riding as three for a change. Despite traveling as a couple, we had begun to feel the aches of loneliness before arriving to Ljubljana. It is a different type of loneliness than that of being by yourself, rather the type were we longed to share our experiences with, to share our thoughts, and to learn something new. We found it in Tobias, and how lucky we all are to have been placed in the same room of all the rooms.
It was a cold ride. The storm of lost passports brought a chill to the region and we saw our first piles of snow along the rode and we wore a couple extra layers. Retrospectively, the lost passport was the divine way of saying, ‘don’t ride in the rain today, instead make cake’, (which we did) and the delay found us riding under sunny skies to Postojna.
Our first site of snow!!
Tobias snatching some grapes
Sara and Gandalf found us in the main square, shrouded in the darkness of the young night. We played a game of follow the leader to their home and stuck our faces into Sara’s hot pot of Minestrone and ate like savages, or maybe pirates, and headed out for drinks in town.
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