Ljubljana: Multitasking
Sunday, October 2nd, 2005Bec and I were up at 6.20am to catch a 6.45 bus from the Plitvička Lakes (Plitvice in English) to Zagreb (see, it’s not all sleeping in). Just like the last few days, it was cloudy, dark, with a misty rain floating steadily down. We walked single file along the side of the highway, 500 metres back to the bus-stop, as cars with their lights on sped by, whipping up a trail of water behind them.
The bus was scheduled to take 2.5 hours, and we were hoping to catch a connecting train to Ljubljana, in Slovenia, at 9.45am. The train station in Zagreb was a good 15 minute walk from the bus station, but that should have still left us plenty of time. A couple of lengthy stops in the journey had Bec and I nervously watching the clock, and figuring out what we’d do in Zagreb whilst waiting four hours for the next train, not scheduled until 1.45pm. 9.15am, and we were just reaching the outskirts of Zagreb. “I’ll give it 3 or 4 more minutes, and if we’re not at the bus stop by then, I reckon we’ll miss it,” I said. 9.20am, and we pulled into the bus station.
“Fuck it. Let’s go for it.”
Dave