I caught a terrible cold after this trip to the source of the river Mura in the Austrian Alps. It was beautiful, so different from our Alps, but also too cold for me to fully enjoy the trip.
It was also great to see the places that I haven’t seen for more than ten years and it was amazing to sing Slovenian songs with Austrians (I believe that not all like us very much; after all, Slovenians fought for centuries to get rid of their supremacy and German language in our institutions). And I still don’t know what happened with Slovenian taste for beauty after the II. WW because it is so obvious where the border line stands – just by looking at the houses which are in Austria so neat and cozy while Slovenian are nothing but a huge mess of all possible styles. I wonder if we really don’t have any city planning in this country?!
Driving back home we were listening to this music which seemed as an appropriate ending of our excursion.