The rush of Vintgar Gorge

There is a whisper of water that gently mists┬ámy face, speckling my glasses as I make my way towards the quiet roar a few feet away. I breathe in the fresh Slovenian air, and let the sheer beauty of the clear Radovna River cascading down, down, down into a rainbow, against a blue morning skyContinue reading “The rush of Vintgar Gorge”