We had a guest for breakfast this morning saying “Give me some cheese, man”. We took a morning swim before heading for Bosnia-Herzegovina, more closely Mostar and Sarajevo.
Today we passed many borders going in and out of Croatia and Bosnia-Herzegovina. We were lucky they all paid us no interest; otherwise it would have been a long day.
Mostar was far more wounded by the war than we expected, there were a lot of
in right in the middle of town that reminds us of what happened in 1993. All the other houses were complicatedly shattered by bullet holes from all angles, exept for the new houses or the few ones that had been renovated. All over town there were
for wrecked houses.
Mostar is a segregated town since the war. The Croats live west of the river and the Muslims control the east part and both sides of the riverbank. The street named
Bulevar Hrvatskih Branitelja
, also”The Front Line” draw the border between the two sectors, but there are no bars, feces or military posts. Everyone can walk freely around town, and it all seems to be a thing of the past.
Stari Most – the old bridge crossing the den emerald green and swirling Neretva River was also destroyed during the war, but has now been rebuilt. This bridge is probably the most famous view over Mostar.
After that we drove the remaining 140 kilometers to Sarajevo. We arrived in the evening and went out a meal in Bascarsija – the Turkish quarters.