We went on a tri-national run the other day. Over the Wurzenpass into Slovenia and then across to Italy, through Travisio and Cave du Pledil before going back into Slovenia and around the Triglav national park. We had lunch on the second border crossing, at a surprising little gem of a place, where our waitress turned out to be transplanted Dutch. So, to recap, 4 bikers from London comprising Canadian, Irish and 2 South Africans, on the Italian/Slovenian border, served by a Dutch lady. You just have to love the EU sometimes.
Later, we had coffee at a tiny place in Log Pod Mangartom, where the owner put us all to shame by blithely explaining her country's recent history in excellent English. Apparently, Slovenia speaks 5 languages, including German, Italian, Russian and English. They find it politic to be nice to their richer neighbours, and they are extremely cheerful about it, which is nice to meet as a tourist.
I recommend the Triglav area of Slovenia. It's beautiful and has skiing in winter. And the roads aren't nearly as bad as they say. Other Austrian side if the Wurzenpass was worse, although I have my own issues with the Slovenian habit of using smooth brick as a good surface for hairpins on strange camber. I nearly lost the bike on the first one when my back wheel tried to skid, which put me off the other 17. But I got to the bottom of the mountain in the end, intact.
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