You know what it’s like. That nagging, throbbing, spirit robbing sensation when a chronic pain gets a grip of you and won’t let go. It blunts your focus on life. It’s all you can think of. It drains you of all energy. Leaving you humourless. You can’t see the end of it. But that’s all you hope for.
Our final lakeside walk this evening reminds us of the fact that the pain of the first week’s weather has surreptitiously slipped into oblivion. Just like the ache from a tooth that’s been pulled. The sun and warmth completely evaporating any remnants we harbour from those earlier cold miserable days.
We’re currently pitched up for a three nighter at Camping Jezero. A short distance from Velenje, alongside the appropriately named Velenje Lake! With swimming, walking and biking tracks, literally ten metres away we’re in heaven.
The site’s outdated facilities are compensated by the fact that we now have wall to wall sun. This steel trough being the most crazy looking dish-washing sink we’ve been fortunate enough to come across. Bizarrely, in reality it’s very functional.
There are in fact three lakes here. We bike a lap of the larger two. Intermingle with the many locals and families who flock here at week-ends. Start to burn off some of those unwanted calories.
Follow it with a pre-lunch appetite enhancing dip to cool down. My entrance into the water, not entirely without incident. A slip-way seemed firm under foot on an earlier flip-flop wearing try-out. However, I hadn’t realised the algae covered sloping concrete now possessed the properties of a huge bannana skin under my bare feet. As I carefully edge down my feet begin to rush forward into the water faster than I anticipate. With arms flailing and failing to keep me upright and before I can adopt my famous Patrick Swayze surfer pose I get dumped like a bag of spuds. Fortunately, no tell-tale witnesses were passing 🙂
It looks as if I have it all to myself . . . not quite . . .
Another swimmer spotted as he searches out some lunch too.
Our afternoon amble allows us to enjoy the stunning scenery.
The following days see us go castle crawling. Velenje with its African collection.
And Celje with its torture collection. This fireside armchair being both our favourite. (If indeed you can have a favourite – but you know what I mean).
The views from on top give us typical Slovenian terrain.
We were surprised to discover that IKEA have been around much longer than we thought . . .
