Some things never change in life: regardless of age, time of day, in the city, countryside or foreign nation. Husbands do not listen to constructive input from their wives on which way to go. 353 days into our year of travel, I have not made progress getting him to consider I might know where we are or need to turn.
Radovljica Slovenia was Sunday's destination. The village of 2,ooo was marked with a yellow directional arrow pointing left. (that arrow was now 20 yards behind us) A U turn might have been a good idea, or one could turn up a steep gravel path, used by goats and stray cats. A man's best friend while driving (his navigational system) directed up this way, so he's going to do it!
Bumpy and steep, the drive was treacherous! Once to the hilltop, I asked locales on their afternoon stroll if this was the road we should be on, they shrugged and laughed, "if you want to!" Now having entered town via the side door, we are on the pedestrian only mall. The kind innkeeper gave us the key to electronically lower posts to exit, usually they block cars from entering this zone. It was not a shining moment, as one has to ask twenty people in front of the inn, sipping a glass of wine, to move over.
When leaving quaint Radovljica we had an opportunity to appreciate this beautiful cow pasture before locating the freeway entry. I had pointed it out! (the entry ramp, as we passed by it)
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