The first known reference to the
city of Ljubljana dates back to the early twelfth century, although archaeological
evidence of the Roman settlement of Aemona has been found beneath the city’s
streets. Settled by the Slovenes in the ninth century, the city sits at the
heart of an old trade route linking the Adriatic to the Danube in a region
formerly known as Carniola during the days of the Holy Roman and Austrian Empires.
Today it is the capital of Slovenia, and it is the perfect place for a winter
city break, especially if you are looking for some snow to get you in the festive
spirit for Christmas.
Previously one of the socialist
republics which comprised the former Yugoslavia, Slovenia has been independent
since 1991. Unlike other countries behind the former Iron Curtain, I recall
Yugoslavia was quite a popular holiday destination for British people in the
1980s, second only to Spain at the time. It used to be marketed in the UK as “Sun-sational
Yugoslavia!” Although it was a country I’d never visited before, nor really
knew much about prior to the conflict which ensued after Yugoslavia’s
dissolution in the early 1990s. Slovenia’s secession, with a military stand-off
lasting 10 days, was relatively short compared to some of the other nations of
the former communist state. I learnt a lot more about this period from reading
Timothy Garton Ash’s book, A History of the Present (1999), as well as
from visiting Croatia and Bosnia-Herzegovina in the summer of 2016; visiting
another part of the Balkans in such a different season seemed like the perfect
way to complement my first experience of the former Yugoslavia.
Ljubljana, 1765 |
Ljubljana,
a largely flat city, is dominated by a castle set atop a hill. The castle
itself dates back to the eleventh century, although many of the castle
buildings which remain extant today were built in the fifteenth and sixteenth
centuries – it was the former seat of the Duchy of Carniola. Today in addition to
hosting cultural events and providing excellent views of the city’s old town, the
Castle is also home to the very stylish (yet reasonably priced) restaurant, Gostilna
Na Gradu. Using their menu as your guide you can tour the gastronomical
geography of Slovenia from the comfort of your table. The restaurant serves delicious
food inspired by traditional Slovenian regional cuisine – such as wild boar
goulash and dumplings, which you can complement by choosing from a variety of
local wines. A modern timber ribbed ceiling offsets the thick fortified stone
walls in the restaurant’s main room, whilst a glazed loggia fronting onto the
castle courtyard offers diners a choice of ambience. The food in Slovenia,
along with Croatia and Bosnia as well, was a stand-out feature of both trips.
Wandering around the snow-filled
streets of the old town, which at night were lit up with decorative festive
lights, seemed to be the very acme of a perfect winter holiday. The wonderfully
ornate old buildings reminiscent of a stage set from The Nutcracker add
to the festive feel. On one evening, wandering back to our hotel we came across
a street food stall serving from an enormous hog roast spit, the scent of
barbequed meat guaranteed to make your mouth water. One of the nicest things to
do is take a stroll along the river, visiting some of its many interesting bridges,
such as the Dragon Bridge, which is guarded by two fantastical bronze statues
of dragons looking as though they’ve just stepped straight out of the pages of
J. R. R. Tolkien. The dragon and the castle are the twin emblems of Ljubljana
found on the city’s coat of arms.
Escaping the urban cityscape into
the snow blanketed countryside there are two truly enchanting destinations only
an hour or two away by car or bus, both of which are made all the more
evocative by the wintery weather. The first is Predjama Castle and the second
is Lake Bled.
Predjama Castle |
Some 60 kilometres southwest of Ljubljana
is Predjama Castle. This castle is a picture perfect setting for mythical tales
of medieval knights battling fire-breathing dragons and rescuing damsels in
distress. The earliest historical references to the castle date from 1274, but
the present building was the result of significant rebuilding in the 1500s. The
castle forms an imposing sight, having been built in a seemingly precarious
cliff-side location, with the River Lovka cascading far beneath its walls. A
cave behind the castle provided a hidden access route which was invaluable to
the castle’s security as a secret route for supplies and communication. The
castle is perhaps best renowned as the residence of Erazem,
also known as Erasmus, of Lueg. A robber baron who came into conflict with the
Holy Roman Emperor, Frederick III, in 1483. On Frederick’s orders, Gaspar
Ravbar, Lord of Trieste, laid siege to the castle, and – as the story goes –
succeeded in assassinating the errant knight (rather than knight-errant) with a
well-aimed cannonball which rather ignominiously felled Erazem whilst he was
sitting on the lavatory. The Castle is a suitably atmospheric place to explore,
climbing up its many levels to the mouth of the cave behind it, with the
meltwater dripping all around. It’s easy to imagine the cosy warmth of the castle
rooms when roaring fires would have filled the fireplaces. No such luck today
though. The only warmth in winter nowadays comes from wrapping yourself up
tightly in your coats, scarves and woolly hats, as most of the castle windows
are open to the bracingly fresh air outside. The views, both from and of, the
castle itself, however, are well worth the trek through the winter chill to get
there.
Postojna Cave |
A visit to Predjama Castle is
usually best combined with a visit to Postojna Cave, only about 9 km away. This
is more than just a cave, it is a huge karst cave system, stretching more than
24 kilometres long, which has been carved out by the Pivka River into a series
of subterranean limestone chambers, some of which are of truly awe-inspiring
dimensions. The multiple chambers and passageways are filled with enormous stalagmite
and stalactite formations, created over the aeons by the slow, steady drip,
drip, drip of the limestone saturated water seeping through the cave roof. The
cave system is also home to an endemic olm, a species of salamander, which is
rather wonderfully described as “the largest troglodytic amphibian in the world.”
The guides refer to these curious-looking little creatures as baby dragons,
although they look more like eyeless pink worms with little legs and long tails.
A tour of the cave system begins and ends with a lengthy ride on a small train
pulled by a Hornby-like electric locomotive which threads in and out of some of
the most spectacularly large chambers – breath-takingly wide and tall, some of
these chambers have been nick-named as ‘ballrooms’ and ‘concert halls’, some of
which are even lit by enormous chandeliers and have indeed been used to host
full-scale concert orchestras. Disembarking from the train 3.5 km deep into the
system you then follow a 1.5 km walking trail through the passageways to get a
real sense of this speleological wonderland. The temperature within the caves
remains a steady 10 degrees Celsius all year, so once again it’s worth dressing
warmly even when you visit in summer.
Lake Bled |
Lake Bled, which is about 55 km northwest
of Ljubljana, is best known for the view of its little island topped with a
church. As with Predjama Castle, seeing the island through the winter mist,
framed by the mountains of the Julian Alps and the snow-covered trees of the
far shore, it looks like a scene from a Central European fairy tale. The lake
which was formed from ancient glacial activity in the region has hosted the
World Rowing Championships on a number of occasions between 1966 and most
recently 2011. The town of Bled, which has long been a popular resort due to
its natural thermal springs, sits at the opposite end of the lake to the island
and is overlooked by a medieval castle set high on an imposing clifftop.
After tea we took a boat out to
visit Bled Island itself. The traditional way to reach the island is on board
one of the pletna, flat-bottomed boats traditional to Lake Bled, which
are rowed from the stern by a single oarsman in the stehrudder technique,
rather like the gondoliers of Venice, but here using two oars. These boats are
still operated by the descendants of 22 families who were originally given licences
to ferry Christian pilgrims to the island by the last Hapsburg monarch, Maria
Theresa in 1740 (she became Holy Roman Empress five years later). The pilgrims
would pray at the small Catholic Church atop the island which is dedicated to the
Assumption of Mary, the Mother of God. A majestic Baroque staircase built in 1655
consisting of 99 steps leads up to the church directly from the waterfront. It
is a local tradition for the groom to carry the bride up these steps to their
wedding ceremony. The church, which was remodelled in the seventeenth century, contains
Gothic frescoes dating from the 1470s. The most visible feature of the church is
its 52 metre tall bell tower. There is a local legend which relates to one of
the bells in the tower: “The so-called "wishing bell" was made by
Franziskus Patavinus in the Italian Padova in 1534. The legend says that a
young inconsolable widow lived in Bled Castle at that time. Her husband was
killed by robbers and his body was dumped in the lake, so she collected all her
silver and gold and paid for the bell that would be put in the chapel on the
island. But the bell never arrived there, since a heavy storm sunk it with the
boat and boatmen. Some say that the bell can still be heard on clear nights.
After the accident, the desperate widow sold all her belongings and went to
live in a monastery in Rome. After her death, the Pope dedicated a new bell and
sent it to Bled Island. Whoever rings the bell and sends a wish to the merciful
"lady from the lake", she fulfils their wish.”
Visiting the island in winter is
wonderfully atmospheric. With snow on the ground and a veil of mist hanging low
over the water of the lake, the white cloud of the sky softly diffusing a
luminous kind of winter glow. The gentle patter of the drizzle on the water and
raindrops dripping from the bare tree branches added a natural, peaceful sort
of musical backdrop to the quiet stillness all around. Soon after boating back
across the lake to the town, dusk quickly turned into evening. We wandered around
the curve of the shore to a set of tented food stalls and bought ourselves
another Slovenian specialty, Kranjska klobasa,
or Carniolan sausage (from the region of Kranjska), with mustard and sauerkraut.
This distinctive sausage, made from pork meat and bacon, flavoured with garlic,
black pepper and sea salt, is hot smoked until it turns a rich reddish colour. The
sea salt is sourced from Slovenian saltpans at Piran on the Adriatic coast,
where soft fleur de sel type salt has been made on a large scale since
Roman times. We’d seen similar salt pans being worked further down the coast in
Croatia. Knowing how good it tastes we bought a couple of bags of Slovenian fleur
de sel in Ljubljana at the Piranske Soline shop to
use in our own cooking back at home. Hot Kranjska klobasa and mulled wine
was the perfect way to warm up before heading back to the bus stop and motoring
back to our hotel in the city.
The homeward journey to the UK from
Slovenia provided an interesting example of how climate can shape and inform vast
cultural differences. When we’d first arrived at Ljubljana airport the snow was
a foot or so deep in the surrounding fields, but the roads were largely clear
and remained so even when fresh snow fell during our stay. Hence, we were
somewhat puzzled when waiting to board our return flight we heard via the
airport tannoy system that we were being delayed “due to the snow.” Looking
outside the window there was certainly snow on the ground, but the sky above was
relatively clear and the sun was shining. Subsequent announcements clarified
that the snow in question was actually that currently falling in the UK. Although
snow is fairly unusual in the UK, it’s not entirely unknown. We do get snow
maybe once a year or so – and it is always a rather rueful national joke as to
how a single snowflake can bring our entire transport infrastructure to a screeching
halt! – After several hours of waiting we were finally given permission to
board and the plane eventually took off. The flight from Ljubljana to Luton is about
two and a half hours. On landing in Luton, we could see that there had been a
fairly hefty snowstorm ahead of our arrival, but the snow on the ground was no
deeper than it had been when we’d landed at Ljubljana a few days previously. This
was more than enough though to mean that our plane had to wait more than three
hours for a bus to come and transfer us from the aircraft to the terminal.
When it finally did, the distance it drove us was less than about 300 yards! –
Back to Blighty indeed – Welcome home.