Wednesday, September 19, 2012

My leg modeling career is over


Mjlet is an island about 90 minutes boat ride away. It’s known for the two salt water lakes that are on the island, and also it is a National Park. I will remember Mjlet as the place I rode my mountain bike off a cliff and was given Slovenia Liquor to shut me up.  The boat, Ana Nona, departed the Harbour at 9:15am. And for 108 kn roundtrip (that’s about $20) we headed for what we thought would be a relaxing day exploring the national park island.

The bike. My legs. Ouch.
We arrived. We rented bikes for 60kn each. Mine had a basket. As you know, I’m an experienced biker. I ride my hot pink and lime green beach cruiser nearly daily. I know bikes.  (note to self…bring lots of kuna when you visit Mjlet—the entrance is 90kn and they don’t tell you that before you leave the mainland!) I should probably just stick to my beach cruiser. In an attempt to find a quiet place to take a dip in the salt water lakes, we stumbled upon a private road. Next thing I know, I’m sliding down a small cliff, bike on top of me, as I feel my leg flesh tearing away.  Bloody and looking zombie-like, the inn keepers of Villa Jezero come to my rescue with a first aid kit and to cure my tears, Slovenia Grappa. They spoke a little English, a little German, a little Italian. The incident was well communicated. Apparently, there were doctors staying at their Inn, but they were still asleep at 1pm, and said if I could wiggle my toes, all was good. Nice. Toes are wiggling, blood is a flowing…all over me. 

I arrive back to the castle, covered in blood. I just want a shower and a good meal, and some nice local wine. Since Mario hasn’t failed me yet, we try his suggestion of Blidinje. The rooftop open dining area overlooks the marina, and is a few steps from the castle. Perfect.  The grilled meat and vegetable platter hit the spot. BBQ meats and grilled veggies—esp eggplant and zucchini are quote popular here. The one meat I was surprised not to see was lamb. I really wanted lamb.