When walking home from a pub in Bled (Slovenia) after a night on the schnapps, be careful to steer clear of a hedge that may look ripe for the leaning. For it may, as I found out, be hiding a six foot drop into someone’s muddy back yard. No broken bones, only a bruised arm, a grazed finger, a fractured watch and some lost dignity.
Beware also Finnish motorcyclists bearing gifts of Jägermeister.
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