So, is anybody still reading this?
I hope so, but otherwise I guess I will keep writing for posterity´s sake. Posterity always reads my blogs, but can be a little stingy with the comments.
I ended up spending two extra nights in Ljubljana. I like that city a lot. It is pronounced Le (as in french "the") Blee Onna. There is a cool little part called Matelkova that used to be a Yugoslavian military and prison compound. It has since been taken over by the youth counter-culture, whatever that means, and is now kind of a lawless nightlife spot, filled with graffiti, skateboard ramps, and a wide variety of punks, skins, hippies, rockabilly folks, and metalheads. The beers are cheap and they blatantly flaunt the smoking ban. It´s probably the only spot in the city where my beard doesn´t attract awkward stares. I like it.
Now I am in Vienna, Austria, home to some of the world´s most famous composers, Mozart, Haydn, Schubert, Strauss, and my man Ludwig Van B.. Not sure what I am going to do here, but I think I will start with a cup of coffee in one of Vienna´s famous cafes.