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I had scheduled my trip a bit far ahead when i was in the dolomites, but when that experience went a different direction. I had 3 weeks left, before going to Verona and Constance. So after Padova i went to Trieste and further on to Slovenia. In the capitol Ljubljana i stayed 3 nights. Ljubljana was a small cosy city, with lovely people and it even got better when i arrived in Bled.
Mirjam she welcomed me with open arms at Travellers Haven backpackers hostel. My home for the next 6 days. Bled was the best place so far of my Europe trip! People very polite, very friendly. Everyone speaks English, the nature is awesome and they are dressed normally. I mean, you can wear whatever you want, without the funny looking eyes staring at ya. I felt straight away welcome and at home.

One day i rented a bike with a girl from Russia. Our plan was to go to Radovna, Krma, Kot and Vrata, where we could see the Pericnik waterfall. From Bled to Spodnje Gorje took us a while, because we got way lost in the beginning. Then to Zgornje Gorje wasn't as easy as it looked on the map either. When we found Grabce, we were finally on the right way. We were cycling through forest, along the clear blue river. We had normal roads, gravel roads, hills up, hills down. Our first real break at 12.35pm was in between Radovna and Zgornja-Radovna. A field with bright yellow flowers and in the back mountains with snow on top. So peacefull!! After the break we went to Kot, but at 3 quarter my cycle partner didn't wanted to cycle anywhere and anymore. She had the whole way trouble with finding the right gear, her chain got off like ten times. She went off her bike everytime we wnt uphill, even if it was only 7% up. Really her motivation was far, far away. I cycled till the end of Kot, what was only less then 15 minutes away, and she went back to the mainroad.
The view at the end, where the mountains with snow, but this time close by and some cottage houses, with red and green pine trees around it. It was really colourful! I stayed for a bit and then took the same path back to the mainroad. It was all downhill. It was crazy how fast i was going. Even on the mainroad to Mojstrana was flying down. No way i was cycling back to Bled this way.
The Russian girl was enjoying the scenery at the end of the hill. Together we cycled to the Pericnik waterfall. We climbed up and left the bike downstairs. The waterfall was the best so far. A wild one, without entree fee. A massive one, 52metres high, where we could even walk behind it. We stayed there a while, it was the best treat after cycling all day, and that's me saying that before even being back in Bled. In the evening around 17.30pm we cycled back via a different, but interesting road. We past towns as; Mojstrana, Hrusica, Jesenice and Lipce and after those towns we had a really rough circling road uphill to Kocna and from there, thank God it was only downhill to Podham and we were back at 20.00pm.

The next morning i stood up at 08.00am, it was a beautiful morning and i decided to do absolutely nothing. I sat along lake Bled the whole day. At night i visited Pub Bled, where i felt extremely old. The drinks were cheap though and the music was nice, but where was the dancefloor?
Saturday night fever!!

My last day in Bled i walked up to Talez, where i had an amazing view over Bled and the surroundings. On monday morning my departure day, i finally walked around the lake in Bled and had a stop at viewing point Ojstrica. It was a beautiful view and i'm glad i didn't miss out on that one.

On tuesday i went to Milano to overnight there. Arriving at the hostel, i felt like entering an institution for ill people and the guy at the reception was also a douchebag. The next day i visited Verona, the city of love. The place i ended up, was eventually again an institution, but this time a religion one. "Oh my God"! A massive cross on the building, but compare to Milano, the guy at the reception was really helpfull and nice. Even though he was really nice, i didn't feel comfortable in this religion institute. I covered my legs and arms before going outside. In the room it was so warm and the airconditioning wasn't working. So eventually i dared to walk around naked, even though this religion guy's head was hanging on the wall.
Verona overall was a nice , romantic city. Colourful and everyone spoke English. The scaligiere tombs were the most amazing things i've ever seen in my life. In the past there were a bunch of creative people living. Very impressive!!!

On the 28th of May i took the bus to Constance, a small touristic, student town in Germany on the boarder with Ostria and Switzerland. It's a beautiful place, who i wouldn't have seen if Mei wouldn't study there.
After Constance i went to Munich and i slept in "The Tent". A massive tent with 50 bunkbeds. So 100 people in total. The nights were cold, the days were rainy, but breakfast was top!! My last day i hang out with Richard, a guy from England. We wandered around the city, played a game, ate at this famous big restaurant, forgot the name of course hahaha ans we drank ciders all night long.
After spending two nights in Munich, it was time for Berlin. My cousins Seth and Jef would give me company and a place to sleep. Seth showed me the city. We walked from one side to the other side of Berlin. I joined the fat tire bike tour and played basketball with Jef and his friends. I also met a great couple from Melbourne. We drank Mojito's and ate Vietnamese. Thank you Monique and Seth. On thursday evening the 8th of June i took the bus to Eindhoven, but before leaving. I ate a supee duper delicious bun bo from the station Ostkreuz! Wow, so, so, so good!!

The next day i arrived back home at 09.30am and i went straight to bed. Instead of staying one week at home, i stayed 3 weeks, due to the dead of my grandmother. I was lucky to see my grandmother, before she was unable to speak or pee anymore. My grandmother was in a stadium that she would die in a couple of weeks. From the sunday that i visited her, she went backwards, but still fooling everyone. The doctor especially. She would have past away a month before i was returning home, and on that sunday she would have died a second time. My grandmother would have lived till 100 at least, if cancer didn't strike her. Someone ones told me, that everyone has a form of cancer in their body, but due to combinations in the body system, only a few will get it exposed. I guess that's true, because my grandmother has never smoked a cigarette, has never been drinking alcohol and only since a year or so, she was eating salty food. She has always been busy, always been this skinny woman, with skinny ankles and now sadly this illness has taking over her life. Though she was a fighter!!
Eventually my grandmother past away on the 24th of June.
Rest in peace oma!