In words: a cheeky view of my current life. In images: a look back at how we stormed the Alps this August in search of the blue chapel.
Rugged life
My life is so rugged right now.
These 30 degrees C
are ruining my winter prep.
I’m used to snow in November!
Instead I run around home
wearing less than in summers
because the heat is on
to beat the humidity
and stop mould from forming.
That part will still come.
We are in the jungle
without the jungle.
Africa is coming north
and we’ll be forced to run
to the rugged mountains
of my Slovenia
where cheese is made
and blue chapels stand
with rugged fee collectors
who laugh in your flushed face:
“How do you mean
you can’t pay
since you left your money in the car?
Do you think it will still be there
when you descend?”
I half expect him to call a friend
and drop word of a car full of money
waiting below to be relieved.
But it’s not that.
Ain’t nobody making
a rugged Roman
pay for walking
and hearing about dead people.
So he doesn’t get to see
the inside of the chapel.
Hint: it’s blue.
The destination: Memorial Church of the Holy Spirit at Javorca above Tolmin in NW Slovenia, built 100 years ago by Austro-Hungarian soldiers in memory of their fallen brothers, designed by Remigius Geyling.
How to reach: Drive for 30 min on a rather airy marked road from Tolmin towards Zatolmin, hold mother’s hand, park (and don’t leave belongings), and walk for 30 min up a steep but smooth path. Or take the tourist bus on weekends (even though I can’t imagine a bus making that road). Then, pay 4 Eur to enter. It’s worth it.
As for the interior, I’ll show it in another post one day.
In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #159: Rugged
Such a beautiful part of the world – you’re lucky it’s yours!
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Ohh, Lexi, I don’t know if I may call it mine. I take part in it so rarely these days. And we used to go to the mountains so often. It’s beautiful for sure. Thank you!
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The chapel is exquisite. Bravo for mom.
The surrounding reminds me of Maglic in Bosnia. Truly spectacular.
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Thank you, Bojana. Only for mom, how about dad? 😉 But it’s true: he had bestia to pull him up a bit. 😀 I haven’t been there yet. Is it limestone there too?
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Dad too but she did reach the finishing line first, right?
Bestia. I always laugh when I hear it. What a name.
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Ohh, right, she was the first up, yes. In fact, we call him bestia but his real name is Fonzie (after that character in Happy Days which I don’t remember watching on any ex-Yugoslav channels).
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I thought it was connected to Zivko Nikolic.
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No, had to google it. 🙂
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Oh but you have to, like pretty much everything he did. Bestije to be precise.
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Looks like getting out of your element brought you close to some serious beauty.
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Thank you, Dan. Isn’t it funny how often this happens?
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Superb snake picture.
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Ohhh, Scooj, first I thought could it be?? A snake? 😮 Then I had a closer look and saw two visible legs… nope, just a lizard king. 😉 Thank you anyway!
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I should have known!
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You have the coolest parents!
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Ohh, yes, Jan, my hunch too! 😉 Thank you!
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You take WONDERFUL outings! Love the bit about Africa moving north, sad as it is. Tsk.
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Thank you, Joey. This hopping there and back makes me see more than I would normally. I love it! As for Africa… it’s coming to us all.
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Yeah. 😦
But Yay! Travel! 🙂
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I love the mountains and your photos illustrate why. They take my breath away both figuratively and -when climbing – literally 🙂
The line in your poem about having to have the heat on to beat the humidity caught my attention. Seriously? Your rooms must feel like ovens!
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Hehe, Joanne, that’s what they do, well said. Not often enough in my life recently. As for the home climate, let’s just say we keep removing articles of clothing, which is not a bad thing in itself. 😀
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The scenery and the church are just lovely! Well worth getting out of your normal element for.
Loved the image of your parents singing.
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Thank you, Deborah. 🙂 Aren’t they adorable? And so wizardly with their sticks. 😀
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It is gorgeous up there!! So sad you left your car packed with money at the bottom of the hill. Your poem made me laugh. 🙂 My favourite parts of this post, other than the stunning views from the top, are the parents singing and the dog asking if Bestia can come out and play.
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Oh, Crystal, it wasn’t exactly how it happened. Our car was packed with stuff, that’s true, but we had our money with us, I was just reluctant to pay without any notice below, before the climb, that payment is required. It was more a matter of principle. 😀 Thank you, it was lovely and worth it.
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So savvy! I never even thought about it in that way. Good call. 😉
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