Last night, we were sleeping so well after a satisfying day and a good dinner in an amazing scenery… when suddenly we hear someone violently knocking on the van door. G was in a sleeping coma, while M was afraid that someone wanted to rob us: we both didn’t really understand what was going on. When finally G managed to exit his coma and to ask “Yes?”, from the other side of the door we heard “Policija”. Better the police than some crazy thief.
Before to start writing about our interaction with two Slovenian police officers, you should know one thing about our van. The door doesn’t open well, basically to make it slide properly we have to lift it at the same moment as sliding. It’s quite annoying and complicated, many times it blocks along the way and it takes always a bit of time. It’s a pity we were lazy to repair it, but we worked so much on the van that we didn’t feel like.
Now that you know this, guess how much time it took G to open it with the police on the other side waiting with their huge flash lights. They must have thought, ‘these French hippies…’.
With the door half opened G asks what is wrong. The taller officer explains that sleeping in parking lots is forbidden under Slovenian law. The fine for sleeping on the road is 40 euros each. They ask our documents. The smaller officer, that doesn’t speak English tells something to his colleague. M finds our documents and hands them to the officers. They check them and give them back to us. The small officer speaks again with the other. Finally, after some thinking, the taller officer tells us that for this time we are forgiven, to find a campsite, and remember that in Slovenia you cannot sleep on the road.
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