Skyberries and Voidmelons or Voidberries and Skymelons

From Izola, I took a boat to Piran. Swigging whiskey in the rain, I watched the mediterranean landscape disappear behind me and as Piran became closer, I couldn't take my eyes off the pretty Venetian style buildings.

To lessen the impact of the sun, I walked in the shade of the buildings lining the narrow cobbled streets and noticed the washing people had put out to dry there. I peeked inside a number of churches and then after that found myself gazing at the sea, over the rooftops of Piran.

Creeping into the Adriatic Sea while in Piran and then later, in Portorož seemed necessary to cool down. Just off the shore, I watched the houses rise in Croatia, only about three miles away, while I swam towards them.

With a mouthful of blueberry schnapps, I peered down at the the lake from the castle and the views were astounding. Shops amongst the ramparts sold herbs, handmade paper and gigantic bottles of 'Adam' wine that the shop owner would slash open with a sword.