Things that don't happen at home #7 This morning's slightly startling discovery was that under cover of darkness, an unidentified lifeform had not only sliced perfectly through two of my sandal straps without leaving teethmarks but had also made off with both of Maddie's. Applying Occam's razor, the most likely explanation is that a foot fetishist fox with a flick knife stalks the Plivka Jama valley.
One of Slovenia's biggest draws are the Postojnska caves, with over 30 million visitors in the 188 years of tourist focused activity. As far as I can make out, 29 million of those were clocked up on the midday tour today. The exploiters (sorry, that should read guardians of this unique ecosystem) herd visitors onto trains which whisk the would-be speleologists through the opening 4 km of the caves. A spectacular ride, certainly, but at the terminus you and your fellow hundreds of tourists are quickly split into English, French, Slovenian, German or Italian groups before being marched through a 45 minute trail on concrete paths cut through the labyrinth.
Fortunately for the endemic species, including spiders, beetles and the slightly obscene looking proteus salamander, their eyes have atrophied through evolutionary preference and they can't see what a great ******* over commercialised mess their more visually sophisticated homo sapien masters have made of their home
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