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... It's photo opportunity time and I snap recklessly. On the bridge I am alone, not counting pigeons with their own agenda. It would be utterly quiet were it not for the liquid whisper of the swift green Neretva. I watch the sun trace it's first lemon gleam on the olive hills to the west. I don't meet another soul for an hour until an orange-vested street sweeper comes bobbing over the crest of the bridge, unimpressed to find an early-rising transient in his ...
... government, now studied together in harmony, tolerance and understanding.
“But this is a lie,” we were told in no uncertain terms. “They have to employ twenty security guards to stop fights. It is like there are three schools in one building – two floors for the kids they need to separate, and one for the few kids who get along.”
Strangely, although Miran and his brother’s generation had made conscious efforts to transcend ...
... my eyes
began to adjust to the darkness I realised that we were travelling through a
valley, with a lake beside us surrounded by massive mountains. The mountains
were so imposing that I had to crane my neck all the way up just to take them
all in. The mountainous section of the journey lasted for around an hour,
getting us into Mostar at around 1am or thereabouts.
We were greeted at the station by one of the guys who
... as the divers crash through the rushing currents only to bob to the surface again a few suspenseful seconds later. Most see it as a spectacle, but I think it means more than that. These men don’t do it for fame, or glory, or money. All of the proceeds go to the maintenance and upkeep of the bridge, and few ever see the smiling faces and raucous applause that greets a successful dive - trying to stem themselves from ...
June 27th - We left Sarajevo on a tram to the bus station and then on the public bus to our next destination, Mostar, the town possibly most famous for the bridge that cross the river and the crazy people who jump off it into the water many metres below.
After some issues with cabs at the bus station and a small detour past the old frontline we checked in at our hotel, which sits on the river bank. Mine and Kirk's room ...