Feeling at peace in Lake Bled
‘After you’ve finished we can take a pletna out to Bled Island.’ She said smiling. ‘There’s no rush is there?’ I replied, snapping out of my reverie. ‘No, no. You savour your kremna rezina. No-one rushes at Lake Bled.’ I skewered another piece of delicate pastry on the end of my fork and gestured towards […]
