Hi, just walked in the door from Ljubljana in Slovenia.
Lovely place, Lovely people, Lovely food!!!!!! HA HA
Wow, talk about "eyes being bigger than the stomach" syndrome!
The HOSTEL actually turned out to be a 2 star HOTEL. The Hotel Emonec. Very swish, marble floors and entrance etc. Nice receptionist, electronic key cards and all that jazz. Room was spotless, beds fabulously comfortable, en suite wet room was lovely, and it was to all intents and purposes better than I stayed in in Brugge to have the operation!
Downsides? Well for those of you who think www.Hostelworld.com is not an ideal place to book your accommodation and the reasons this hotel didn't have the Star status it deserved, was simply the breakfast was a little limited, and the breakfast room was rather clinical, cold and quite small. It didn't have a bar or a lounge to chill out in later in the evening, and our room was cold.
There was also a pub down the road that we could dance along to in our pj's for most of the night if you know what I mean!
However, the heating was fixed the next day after we told them, so don't really have anything to complain about there. The breakfast was tasty and there was lots of it. Good coffee too.
And i guess clinical means dirt shows up, so it was extremely clean and you didn't feel like you had to wipe over the surfaces with dettox. The noise? Well If I had brought my ear plugs as I normally do, I would never have known. I use them routinely, what with having a very very good snorer who sleeps with me every night.
It was also very good location wise. Unfortunately we didn't find too much to do. It was snowy but very warm, but we didn't need 2 nights there really.
But, the food was fabulous.
The first night we were all starving, and I ordered for the 'old me'. I knew I wouldn't eat it all, but hey! I also had my first glug of red wine since the banding, and it slipped down there a treat. I decided to be naughty!!! I decided that I would, just this one time, drink with my meal. ARGHHH
I will never do it again. I didn't get fuller, but I was able to pack most of that meal away inside me. I didn't realise how much it really does change how you feel. I had a little mashed buckwheat and sauerkraut and a gulp. then I had some dumping and bacon, and a gulp. Then I had a bit of sausage and some more sauerkraut and a gulp... The meal went on like that. I gave away the DISGUSTING black sausage to DH who said it was yummy...
*VOMITS over keyboard*
Travelling buddies hubby devoured the roasted pork (less one small teeny nibble by me) and half my dumpling too. Travelling buddy also had a forkful of my buckwheat combo and so that finished the plate.
I was truly surprised at the difference drinking made to my ability to sink food. It slipped down there a treat. So,
DON'T DRINK AND DINE - My new slogan. Good init.
I was also half cut after 3 glasses of wine, which has not been possibly until this point.
But folks, note that there was NO starter and No pudding. The 'old me' would have definitely had them. Oh yes. So I feel good about the experience.
The next day was our whole day in Ljubljana, and I ate like a bandster. Lovely food, but just not much of it. I went with my full feeling and left half a plate of dinner even. (i could have cried!)
Restaurant portions now seem incredibly massive. They used to look normal. Its a learning curve alright.
It was a lovely place, and the people were very warm and friendly. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
I am now going to bed as I haven't slept in 2 days... remember? I forgot my ear plugs?
I thought we had adopted a farmyard full of pigs!
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