Driving up steep twisting mountain roads in the black of the night. At the biggest incline the van suddenly looses power, and the smell of burning fills the cabin. It was 2 am so we decided to sleep for a night and face the difficult situation we have found ourselves in the next morning.
An old friend of mine, Katarina, had been following Focallocal and when she read I was nearby she asked if she could join the road trip. Our problems began by the most beautiful river imaginable, called Soca river, in the scenic mountain surroundings of Bovec, North-Western Slovenia.