Villa Anri Mostar

... had a death date of 1993-1995, and read about the history of the city. We had a nice, cheap dinner one night at an authentic Bosnian restaurant with a Turkish influence. I had a vegetable stew and Andre had &#8220;chicken chest&#8221; in mushroom sauce with vegetables. <br><br>It was crazy to see all the buildings that are completely abandoned, full with bullet holes. You can almost picture what it would have been like when you&#8217;re looking at certain things in the city ...

... out the same as the bus anyway and got us quickly into town. Another good omen for the upcoming adventure.<br><br>My first stop was the ticket window and I found no direct buses go to Mostar, but via Split it would be smooth sailing. The next Split bus was about to roll from Platform 1 and I could buy a ticket on board. I got there just as they were about to leave and the driver told me in German no more room. I told him I would stand until the first ...

... r. Anyw*y, once the b*s w*s *nderw*y, the other dozen or so p*ssengers *nd I e*ch took * row to stretch *cross f*lly to doze for the l*st, long h**l. And we might well h*ve s*cceeded, were the jo*rney not interr*pted *lmost ho*rly for * cig*rette bre*k, driver rot*tion, or border check.<br><br>At this l*te point in the evening there w*sn't m*ch to see of the s*rro*nding l*ndsc*pe, b*t I got the distinct ...

... the Dr that I had something stuck in my eye.... I think he got the picture but his English was pretty weak.<br><br>He talked to the nurse, asked me to lie down on the bench and went to have a look in my eye. I saw out of the corner of my one good eye that the nurse was carrying over some gauze and a large syringe.<br><br>I stopped the Dr and asked him to explain the procedure.... he said he couldnt in english. I said no problem but what the **** is that syringe for?<br><br>He chuckled ...

... it during the wars, and even the most sophisticated electronic tracking equipped weaponry couldn't hit this little building inside a cave. Its protected from natural factors by being completely coccooned inside that cave. It has its own supply of the freshest water the world has to offer in the form of the river on which it is built. I drank from that stream, it was cold, and tasted fantastic. We spent time inside the monastery, in the rooms built 500 years ago, including a ...

... it was interesting to hear. <br><br>We visited a few religious sites, including the place where the virgin Mary allegedly visited some children in 1981. Also, we visited a Dervish Branch Monastery built into the cliffs of the Buna river. It is an amazing spot because the river literally boils up from the cliffs - there are deep caves under the cliffs that people actually scuba dive in in attempts to figure out the source of the water, because it is such a mystery ...

... by heading to the coast. It turns out I was heading into it. I'd rather have 0C-32F outside and 20C-68F in my room than 10C-50F average in both. I'm looking for a place to settle down for a week or two, and so far I can't find it. If I find nothing soon, then it's on to Ethiopia, or maybe South Africa. My nesting instinct is as strong as my traveling instinct, perhaps heightened by the psychological competition. 'Home' is a ...

I woke up today with the intention of doing some sightseeing in the morning and then visiting the town's bath in the afternoon. I went to a bath in Budapest a few years ago and rally enjoyed my experience there. I was therefore expecting a similar experience here. My morning got off to a slow start as I spent a significant amount of time talking to two people staying at my hostel. I first spoke with a Norwegian man who was on a short ...

... the next street there are gaping shells of houses, pock marked with bullet holes. We went down to the mosque and ended up in the graveyard where every grave had a 1993 date on it! It was a beautiful town not at all depressing and really real! It's fantastic to see a town coming back to life. I am disappointed that we can't drive in Bosnia and see more of it.

... If you didn't know that already, come here and take a look at homes with bullet holes strewn across them, walk past the bombed out shells of buildings that had once been beautiful, witness the new graves covered in flowers from grieving relatives and you too will realise it. War is stupid. To their credit, the reconstruction process had achieved remarkable things in the decade or so since the end of the war. We walked back ...