Starting off from Kaja’s, another heatwave, we set out nice and early to drive to her sister. The plan was to stop off at a surprise for me. Since we left so early we never had anything to eat, we planned to at our first stop.
Stunning does not begin to describe this little village we came to. Steeped in history Štanjel, this village was important during the iron age and was fortified in the 17th century against the ottomans. Spectacular views surround it and it has a massive population of around 340 people…
As we walked through the village we were stopped by 2 locals, one was selling woodcarvings. We looked but I had no space to take anything. The other gentleman asked if we wanted to try some wine, and or some prosciutto, both a local delicacy. All these discussions were done in Slovenia, so I politely smiled and waited for Kaja to translate. We said we would love to and he told us how to get to his house. What a lovely surprise it turned out to be, he was a true tour guide and he told us all about how his uncle had translated a famous Ukranian poets works into Slovenian, and he had a bust of both of them outside his door. He, personally, had had many important visitors to his house from the Ukraine and had even been given a medal for promoting peace between the countries. He showed us a gallery with some beautiful paintings and then up into his house where he grabbed some glasses and headed to the back and the store room for the wine and prosciutto.
He poured us each a glass of Teran, a local red wine known for it’s medicinal properties. Many years ago it used to be sold in single servings in the pharmacy as a cure against anemia. Let’s just say I was definitely NOT anemic by the time we left. He insisted on pouring me a second, Kaja got away with it since she was driving, and then refused to let us go until I had a third, Kaja finally agreed on a second. He also showed us his pride and joy, a Berkley ham slicer from 1946. He cut me a few slices of proscuitto, aged for 22mths, and only 0.2mm, 0.007inches thick. It was delicious. He told us that the other guy we had met had once bought some ham and asked to cut it on the machine, but when he arrived the ham was not good enough quality to be allowed on the slicer… he has his standards he said!
As we left he offered to pour us a bottle for 3 euros and pulled up a gallon plastic bottle filled with wine that he decanted into an empty wine bottle, it just kept getting better and better
We spent another hour or so walking around and visiting the gardens, so much history and so beautiful, and after 3 glasses of Teran wine and no food on a bloomin’ hot day… you can just imagine how I was beginning to feel.
Looking Through the Telescope
Due to wine intoxication and lack of food, I don’t really remember the drive to our lunch stop before heading the last bit to Kaja’s sister. We did stop and look at the highest stone bridge in Europe, the Solkan Bridge.
With an arch span of 85 metres (279 ft), it is the longest bridge in the world and the longest stone bridge among train bridges built of stone blocks. It holds the record as later construction technology used reinforced concrete to build bridges. It was originally built in the time of the Secession, between 1900 and 1905, and officially opened in 1906. – Courtesy of Wikipedia
Finally we made it Eva’s house and fell asleep after a long cold drink. Eva and her family live in this cool hippie house, with crazy colors and just feels like home, especially with Aslan the cat to greet you enthusiastically at the door.
In the morning we headed out nice and early and after 15 minutes of driving we turned around and headed back to pick up my boots I had very carefully placed at the door so I wouldn’t forget them… oops!
A fantastic weekend in Beautiful places and with incredible people, thanks so much to Eva and her fabulous family for sharing with us!!!