Lake Bled

Go down to the shore in the evening. The lake was still enough to hold the reflection of the whole far shore, the castle up on its cliff off to one side and the island church small in the middle distance, with a thin crescent moon already up. It's the postcard and it absolutely earns it. Take a pletna out to the island if you've got a morning - they're rowed by hand, standing up - and eat a kremšnita, the cream cake the town is known for, which is far better than a tourist cake has any right to be.