Nightlife in Bled

We drove via Italy (of course!) and stopped for a coffee. Then on arrival in Bled in the late afternoon, we accidentally found our Penzion. It was toasty and warm with a fire burning and just my kind of place. Our booking hadn't gone through, but luckily the host was able to accommodate us.

We went out to town catching a ride with our host as he was going to pick up his daughter whose car had broken down.

It was a Saturday night and the recommended restaurants were booked. We ended up having DELICIOUS pizza at a local place called 'Gallus'. Then on the Maitre D's suggestion, we went to the road below and pulled up a few stools at the town's only night club/bar it would seem.
The music was classic Barney's style, bur the dancing atmosphere was severely lacking. However, that didn't stop Martin who was happily tipsy by this stage. Mike ordered two pitchers of interestingly coloured cocktails with giant straws and we were away laughing.
Mike got chatting with an English tour group who weren't allowed to go canyoning because of insurance?!?!? A good reason to go it alone.
We waited ages for a taxi and never caught a glimpse, so I went into another quieter bar and asked the bartender to call us one. Eventually we were home. A good day.