Slovenia
Honeymoon planning sucks.
Why? Because you have to plan the honeymoon at the same to that you plan the wedding. For me this is like putting a bowl of lima beans across the table and sitting a hot fudge sunday in front of my face. What do you do?
So I am looking at slovenia. Hawaii? Bah. Jamaica, phooey. Mexico: so...American. No, I'd rather go where Boris is not a cartoon character, and ski is a suffix, not a sport. I want to experience total and utter illiteracy. I want to stay in a place that describes itself, say, "With a touch of homeliness and tradition we strive to make our guests, who are visiting us either out of business or private reasons, feel comfortable."
I can just see the freshly wedded couple now:
them: "Ant vy R yoo ztayink vit us?"
us: "I'm sorry. That's private."
I want to stay in a place called Fluxus that not only is a cross between confusion and swearing, but also caters to American Politics: the red room; the blue room. Which says a lot. American politics is a cross between confusion and swearing.
On any honeymoon, it's good to prepare for a future of wedded bliss, so we might want to stay in a prison.
I want pay in SITs.
them: Yoo Kava is 400 SITs.
I sit down. I stand up. I sit down. I stand up. "This could take a while."
I want to visit a Dragon Bridge.
I want to visit a place where trg is a vowelless word meaning public square.
My fiancee is all for it. As a matter of fact, she's gung ho. We're going to switzerland on this trip of course(where I proposed), and I think we're going to Cinque Terra (an Oasi of Nature and Scents--Oasi... plural for Oasis?) in Italy. So we're doing the romantic, normal things. Why not throw in some excitement: some bleak post communist culture, some throat grabbing consants, and a little speleology.
Besides, i can't get her to go to Tunisa. She knows she would never live that down. Tanesha in Tunsia. Oh man. I feel a tear of mockery forming even thinking about it. But think of the bragging rights to be able to say you visited Tatooine. I mean come on. Does this not say ever-lasting love?
Why? Because you have to plan the honeymoon at the same to that you plan the wedding. For me this is like putting a bowl of lima beans across the table and sitting a hot fudge sunday in front of my face. What do you do?
So I am looking at slovenia. Hawaii? Bah. Jamaica, phooey. Mexico: so...American. No, I'd rather go where Boris is not a cartoon character, and ski is a suffix, not a sport. I want to experience total and utter illiteracy. I want to stay in a place that describes itself, say, "With a touch of homeliness and tradition we strive to make our guests, who are visiting us either out of business or private reasons, feel comfortable."
I can just see the freshly wedded couple now:
them: "Ant vy R yoo ztayink vit us?"
us: "I'm sorry. That's private."
I want to stay in a place called Fluxus that not only is a cross between confusion and swearing, but also caters to American Politics: the red room; the blue room. Which says a lot. American politics is a cross between confusion and swearing.
On any honeymoon, it's good to prepare for a future of wedded bliss, so we might want to stay in a prison.
I want pay in SITs.
them: Yoo Kava is 400 SITs.
I sit down. I stand up. I sit down. I stand up. "This could take a while."
I want to visit a Dragon Bridge.
I want to visit a place where trg is a vowelless word meaning public square.
My fiancee is all for it. As a matter of fact, she's gung ho. We're going to switzerland on this trip of course(where I proposed), and I think we're going to Cinque Terra (an Oasi of Nature and Scents--Oasi... plural for Oasis?) in Italy. So we're doing the romantic, normal things. Why not throw in some excitement: some bleak post communist culture, some throat grabbing consants, and a little speleology.
Besides, i can't get her to go to Tunisa. She knows she would never live that down. Tanesha in Tunsia. Oh man. I feel a tear of mockery forming even thinking about it. But think of the bragging rights to be able to say you visited Tatooine. I mean come on. Does this not say ever-lasting love?
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Although I haven't been, you might like this hotel. (Nebesa means "Heaven") It's in the town of Kobarid, otherwise known as Caporetto -- home of the famous WWI battle (mmmm.. romantic!) and the scene of Hemingway's "A Farewell to Arms." It's a very nice area, and wedged very close to Italy.
On the other hand, if you want "bleak post communist culture" (ouch) I can recommend a trip to the industrial town of Jesenice. Or maybe to Krsko, which has a fairly large nuclear power plant.
Either way, hope you have a nice time.
I am positive we will have a great time. From what I've read (never enough) the country sounds like a great place. I notice that you're writing from Solvenia. Fantastic. We were just planning on staying in Ljubljana and not really venturing out of the town too much for simplicity's sake. But, dang if I am not getting pulled to the caves and the lakes, and you can never be sure that that little town on the map is not the coolest place in the world. But we only have so much time. I'll post what destinations I figure out. I've bookmarked your blog. Looks cool.
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