its the end of the world!
hey people,
so I sit just on the border of the internet world and we believe mags hardly even you can get here! jahaa a miracle of civilization, also works if sporadic. (If you can read this, hats worked)
in Mostar it in, after I wrote my last entry also started promptly thunderstorm. That's not the hitch and we had to turn us in full of tourists. Not only hostel, busfahrn no also. grumble, my travel fund is looking forward ...
the bus will not my mood really grow. Although Sarajevo is a really nice old town, but that's it already. Our company offers a picturesque image of bullet-riddled buildings in front of a cloudy and murky background. pretty much every house has communicated to learn because it is known exhibit bullet holes. really want to trust me in spite of their frequency but not to be.
in Mostar we drive our tourism neuenteckte wheels completely to the tip. Let us leave the bus station to pick up someone from the hostel. if it's true. The hostel turns out to be but as a winner. It is really comfortable and up to a New Zealand hippiepaerchen empty. There is also a fairly famieliaere atmosphere. The hostel is run by miran, his mother it also keeps it clean and scurries between them again and again around Milan's girlfriend. the mother is cooking dinner even always something delicious. Mostar is known especially for its old bridge. which was destroyed in the war-"93, but 10 years ago rebuilt. some stones even from the old. The view is really pretty cool. the bridge spans in a semicircle across the river. it 25 meters goes into the deep. the drive bridge a few typn who jump off for cash. that's really dangerous, there are people already had three this died.
after (to have and met some people ausm hostel in Sarajevo) wibke and I have visited old town we go to hostel back. until I sit a little pair with the rum, but go quickly to bed. then joins me miran. we come relatively quickly to the dominant theme to speak. the war. miran has seen the. he shows me on his veranda bullet holes from the city as the air was attacked. one is in a eisentraeger, who is at least half a centimeter thick. two meters away you can see the crater of the cartridge still in the wall.
after the Serbs had a raging in Vukovar and ossijek, they have concluded an alliance with the Croats. they wanted to Bosnia among themselves. the eastern part should get croatia serbia, Western. a focus of the fighting turned mostar dar. midst of this city should Namely, the new border. miran shows me there on the hill were the Croats, the Serbs over there. Middle Bosnian army without weapons. at some point probably have to be crazy and the attackers began to kill the civilian population. specifically. Miran grandfather was shot dead by a scharfschuetzen when he was on the river to get water.
miran when I ask whether there are any psychologists, that war-traumatized people can talk, he says, you know, live in bosnia 4 million people. We would need 4 million psychologists.
he will still look into the future. He has Serb, Croat, Muslim friends. I admire the power he has to forget or forgive.
have the next day I finally had enough of tourism. I want to climb a mountain. which can be found here enough. miran explained to me the way and I leave. of course I did after 5 minutes of the description and forget I trudge up the direct path. shit on the mines, I want my rest. plus the weather is nice. to nice, as I have to say schweissueberstroemt after 20 minutes. slow to make even low self-doubt whether my strength mine wide. I just climbing on the mountain namely, the Croats were at that time. mmhh. which have yet determined eingeigelt! now I dare not step back or more. just before I stand up suddenly on a paved road. the path that has been described to me miran. now standing at the top is fun and I as I have not only a great outlook, but even an old burgruinchen.
the afternoon we meet with a few Canadians who met in Sarajevo. which seemed quite reasonable. We have a nice afternoon together, including my first time in a mosque. the evening I sit on a little river.
The next day we then break after Montengro. we want to camp, your budget needs a little bit erhohlung. after initial difficulties, we actually manage to Croatia (Dubrovnik, we can be left) to Montenegro. there will be after I've scared a few farmers shouting with my (I want to ask just about ratings and the warnings so far away ...) on any simple way packed. the next day is spent half in kotor. jaja I know already tourist town, but we remain non yes. also I must still necessarily climb up the mountain burg. I also do this, largely undisturbed, as it starts to thunderstorm namely. Then we drive to Cetinje, where I was two years ago with my goettergattin before. after we met some locals at the gas station we go to sleep. The next 2 days we do almost nothing, only from time to time in the city traipse to shop. one night get a few people from the city and we make a campfire. (And be visited by the police, who want to see who is there rumkokelt.)
surprise then we are in the Durmitor national park in the north of Montenegro. here really is the end of the world. The next town is 120 km away, not tourists, they only come in 2 months and a endgeil landscape. as in the Alps, partly in Scotland. great! Today we are at the 2 large rumgewandert seen here in the park, in the pouring rain. spass hats made anyway. Today we eat even pair with a spleen containing ami, what years since 1 1 / 2 with their two kids around the world What gurkt.
lg ie up denne
would
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Bad Credit Loan From First Bank Of Delaware
never trust canadiens!
people also! never never never go with any of Canadians in an unlighted park! the opportunity and use the magic of plastetueten 2 liter flat beer out.
Well then join in who is to blame ...
tyische Canadian ...
people also! never never never go with any of Canadians in an unlighted park! the opportunity and use the magic of plastetueten 2 liter flat beer out.
Well then join in who is to blame ...
tyische Canadian ...
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Buy Hot Wheels Sizzlers
welcome to Sarajevo
hello all!
so now we have it, despite all obstacles are reported to us by German Wings and the Bosnian flugbehoerde placed in its way, but still managed to Sarajevo. (To explain: We originally wanted to German wings to Bosnia and not to fly Bulgaria, had the flight already booked, but will losgehehn two weeks before, the Bosnian government against the influx German foreign exchange decided and refused entry.)
behind us there are two days hitch-hiking, we made almost as much distance as in the 2 1 / 2 weeks before.
but first we wanted to again take things calmly. of serbia We traipse on cross an apparently very unpopular. are all duty free shops empty and desperately needed petrol (for the good jewel campinkocher) is nothing.
does well, not I still have my mini grill, we make it like the old Viking and fry our (smuggled illegally to Croatia) meat over an open fire.
we carry a purse and matched disgusting camp hill and at the gates of an apple orchard. the fire with the works too, wibke overcomes her fear of the salmonella and then all the beds full and satisfied.
the next morning we are woken by the peasant, who works on the plantation. However, there is no apfelbaeuerlein, but a kirschbaeuerlein. He invites us and so there are a lot of cherries for breakfast. grad go when I want another comes running up behind Baeuerlein any tree. This is how we learn jaroslav. jaroslav has lived in Austria and can therefore German accent with Serbian-Austrian. (radl: bike, gems: we go), he immediately pulls the gespraechsfuehrung in itself and we are being led to his plantation. I learn thing or two about wine varieties, fertilizers things, pests and other useful species. Then he shows us an ideal campsite. with source, drinking water and shade. cool! We will probably stay here a while. the petrol problem is also solved, because I am a bicycle and to borrow demmeln petrol station.
after we have survived sweating and groaning the midday heat, I go visit jaroslav. who lives in serbia and so I have to traipse over the limit. my passport is happy about a few more stamps. I arrived at jaroslav
as he leads me around in his garden. again I will be advised of various trees and grape varieties. then proudly presents the self-installed satellite TV. 1500 channels, it is to admire (including sexy tv, Jaroslav's favorite channel).
wibke make the next day and I place us in at the border. ilok a church has to offer and a restored wall from the Roman period.
the rest of the day we spend in front of the tent, unwilling to have more money in Croatia, because it's really expensive here nauseous. evenings are also campfire.
actually we have played with the idea of breaking up the next morning. but the weather makes us a dash through the bill and all the clothes that we washed and are hanging to dry in front of the tent used to be wetter than the night before. we just stay one more day. It does not take too long and jaroslav passes. in the luggage, a new garden pump. He wants the water from the farm to its lead. I help him build and run probably 100 times up and down the slope. does help all of nothin ', the pump is too weak. So we pull the hose and pump up the slope again. then wibke help collect and cherry when I was a little. reward for taking us in his then jaroslav trabbi with Serbia, where we can buy cheap.
the laundry is now too dry and so we can start the next day.
a truck driver takes us to Osijek. Along the way we pass Vukovar.
this town during the Serbian offensive was literally razed to the ground. all the houses are either new or leave, hollow and covered with projectiles from the einschlagloecher. I just find creepy. way we'll get an old hospital over. here the Serb soldiers have shot dead 300 Croatian patients.
the city is dominated by a water tower, which is totally shot. is allowed to stand as a memorial against the war. I get almost sick. to each, the truck driver tell a story that has to do with the war. right and left of the road are brachflaechen which are mine area. a few warning signs before entering. nevertheless still die each year because of the mines ten people. it will take another ten years until everything is cleared.
we get the rest of the track is progressing well and are on the same day against the Bosnian border. after we have passed the one we choose not to hitch a ride to Sarajevo. It is dark, and finally we are 80 km out in front of our. the nearby board we can not afford (25 € per night). So we keep a little unmotivated the thumb into the darkness. we hold only 10 seconds, then slow down a massive increase from audi and jasmine. We can not get through to Sarajevo, but somewhere in a cheap motel. we go with him to stop by the night time here and there. everywhere it is too expensive. yet we remain first sit with him. He would like to drink a beer. he is anyway rotzbesoffen I try to overlook the whole time. somehow he is likable to me. He has the whole day driving around in his big audi, half of Europe to some stupid metal part to bring the man to deserve this one looks fortune, his family months but only 3 days in advance. because we are a welcome change. he would certainly be more to drink with us, but calls his wife. at the last minute we find also a board for 10 €. satisfied we fall into bed and I go gaga a little bit in front fernsher. (great to have a horn bird on the wire, with goldie and mel gibson is)
the next day we make it then to Sarajevo. which is so horny city follows. the outskirts of gleaming as usual with the usual sozielistischen truemmerromantik, the inner city, however, is fully preserved in the medieval Ottoman style. as well as disturb the tourimasen not so much. I'm thrilled. mosques everywhere and low brick-houses. Here the Arab clash on European culture.
the muezzin calls to prayer naja and I need it a go slowly.
up so all is well denne
love gruesse
hello all!
so now we have it, despite all obstacles are reported to us by German Wings and the Bosnian flugbehoerde placed in its way, but still managed to Sarajevo. (To explain: We originally wanted to German wings to Bosnia and not to fly Bulgaria, had the flight already booked, but will losgehehn two weeks before, the Bosnian government against the influx German foreign exchange decided and refused entry.)
behind us there are two days hitch-hiking, we made almost as much distance as in the 2 1 / 2 weeks before.
but first we wanted to again take things calmly. of serbia We traipse on cross an apparently very unpopular. are all duty free shops empty and desperately needed petrol (for the good jewel campinkocher) is nothing.
does well, not I still have my mini grill, we make it like the old Viking and fry our (smuggled illegally to Croatia) meat over an open fire.
we carry a purse and matched disgusting camp hill and at the gates of an apple orchard. the fire with the works too, wibke overcomes her fear of the salmonella and then all the beds full and satisfied.
the next morning we are woken by the peasant, who works on the plantation. However, there is no apfelbaeuerlein, but a kirschbaeuerlein. He invites us and so there are a lot of cherries for breakfast. grad go when I want another comes running up behind Baeuerlein any tree. This is how we learn jaroslav. jaroslav has lived in Austria and can therefore German accent with Serbian-Austrian. (radl: bike, gems: we go), he immediately pulls the gespraechsfuehrung in itself and we are being led to his plantation. I learn thing or two about wine varieties, fertilizers things, pests and other useful species. Then he shows us an ideal campsite. with source, drinking water and shade. cool! We will probably stay here a while. the petrol problem is also solved, because I am a bicycle and to borrow demmeln petrol station.
after we have survived sweating and groaning the midday heat, I go visit jaroslav. who lives in serbia and so I have to traipse over the limit. my passport is happy about a few more stamps. I arrived at jaroslav
as he leads me around in his garden. again I will be advised of various trees and grape varieties. then proudly presents the self-installed satellite TV. 1500 channels, it is to admire (including sexy tv, Jaroslav's favorite channel).
wibke make the next day and I place us in at the border. ilok a church has to offer and a restored wall from the Roman period.
the rest of the day we spend in front of the tent, unwilling to have more money in Croatia, because it's really expensive here nauseous. evenings are also campfire.
actually we have played with the idea of breaking up the next morning. but the weather makes us a dash through the bill and all the clothes that we washed and are hanging to dry in front of the tent used to be wetter than the night before. we just stay one more day. It does not take too long and jaroslav passes. in the luggage, a new garden pump. He wants the water from the farm to its lead. I help him build and run probably 100 times up and down the slope. does help all of nothin ', the pump is too weak. So we pull the hose and pump up the slope again. then wibke help collect and cherry when I was a little. reward for taking us in his then jaroslav trabbi with Serbia, where we can buy cheap.
the laundry is now too dry and so we can start the next day.
a truck driver takes us to Osijek. Along the way we pass Vukovar.
this town during the Serbian offensive was literally razed to the ground. all the houses are either new or leave, hollow and covered with projectiles from the einschlagloecher. I just find creepy. way we'll get an old hospital over. here the Serb soldiers have shot dead 300 Croatian patients.
the city is dominated by a water tower, which is totally shot. is allowed to stand as a memorial against the war. I get almost sick. to each, the truck driver tell a story that has to do with the war. right and left of the road are brachflaechen which are mine area. a few warning signs before entering. nevertheless still die each year because of the mines ten people. it will take another ten years until everything is cleared.
we get the rest of the track is progressing well and are on the same day against the Bosnian border. after we have passed the one we choose not to hitch a ride to Sarajevo. It is dark, and finally we are 80 km out in front of our. the nearby board we can not afford (25 € per night). So we keep a little unmotivated the thumb into the darkness. we hold only 10 seconds, then slow down a massive increase from audi and jasmine. We can not get through to Sarajevo, but somewhere in a cheap motel. we go with him to stop by the night time here and there. everywhere it is too expensive. yet we remain first sit with him. He would like to drink a beer. he is anyway rotzbesoffen I try to overlook the whole time. somehow he is likable to me. He has the whole day driving around in his big audi, half of Europe to some stupid metal part to bring the man to deserve this one looks fortune, his family months but only 3 days in advance. because we are a welcome change. he would certainly be more to drink with us, but calls his wife. at the last minute we find also a board for 10 €. satisfied we fall into bed and I go gaga a little bit in front fernsher. (great to have a horn bird on the wire, with goldie and mel gibson is)
the next day we make it then to Sarajevo. which is so horny city follows. the outskirts of gleaming as usual with the usual sozielistischen truemmerromantik, the inner city, however, is fully preserved in the medieval Ottoman style. as well as disturb the tourimasen not so much. I'm thrilled. mosques everywhere and low brick-houses. Here the Arab clash on European culture.
the muezzin calls to prayer naja and I need it a go slowly.
up so all is well denne
love gruesse
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Congratulations Messages On Getting Married
MARIA DA WILL LOOK
the train tungsten with the punk hairdo is now left as the final and the hairdressers and opticians are so cheap here, I take this opportunity for an image change.
the train tungsten with the punk hairdo is now left as the final and the hairdressers and opticians are so cheap here, I take this opportunity for an image change.
Rental Lease Expiration Letter
GLENN HUGHES AND I PRIVATE
GLENN HUGHES (DEEP PURPLE) and I are watching together on wibke school atlas, where Serbia is, as he still does not know where he is.
I am very confused because his tattoo on his chest and would have liked my "I LOVE Connewitz" baseball cap back. It also bugs me that it all the time "SMOKE ON THE WATER" humming to himself.
since wibke "DEEP PURPLE" always confused with the Pogues, it is important that we continue to hitchhike with him tomorrow - I have to come up with something better than me ...
GLENN HUGHES (DEEP PURPLE) and I are watching together on wibke school atlas, where Serbia is, as he still does not know where he is.
I am very confused because his tattoo on his chest and would have liked my "I LOVE Connewitz" baseball cap back. It also bugs me that it all the time "SMOKE ON THE WATER" humming to himself.
since wibke "DEEP PURPLE" always confused with the Pogues, it is important that we continue to hitchhike with him tomorrow - I have to come up with something better than me ...
Discontinued Wrestling Shoes
ultra-national political efforts
hello people,
so close to the Croatian border, a report from me again.
we now croatia so before, because we have our abgeaendert route. somehow made me feel uneasy and wibke crept in relation to Kosovo. Several people have warned us. which we would now hold the same is not true, but I have just as a strange feeling. alo we have decided a little bit in bold thing and bring our route extended for about 800 km. Now we go over beograd, novi sad (which we have happened before 2 hours) to Croatia. bosnia then ossijan after. then south to Sarajevo over (haha, but we come out yet, despite the boycott of German wings) to Dubrovnik. there we meet with my goettergattin to pursue the planned route.
actually I'm a little glad to get out of serbia. landscape, the land, especially between the Bulgarian border and Belgrade really something to offer. there extends a can highlands, which can be seen in any holiday brochure. However, to me are the people a bit unsympathetic. There is an undercurrent of aggression, also comes a rather intolerant attitude nationalist population to another, eg. (And especially) Albanians and gypsies to do so. ultra-national political efforts here are very high in the degree course.
extent to which the last of the war is I can not figure out so completely that people always stress its apolitical attitude very quickly if they are responsive to the past. In any case, you are advised frustration about their political situation. I was told, the Serbs are not universally liked. that the (Macedonia, Montenegro, Bulgaria) allowed people to travel here without a visa in only three countries is also not safe with satisfaction.
once again we are back from Pirot, we Dehen us at the concert. star of the evening is Glenn Hughes, the guitarist of Deep Purple. the event bears the significant name be peace. the mood gefellt me, even the motto seems so appropriate (I ah old hippie!). young and old seems to be about looking forward to the concert, you see any young slipknot fans are in addition to old grandpas. only the ID cards are checked at the entrance part, irritates me a little. maybe no Albanians are admitted to be peace?
over comes as the main act starts me an almost melancholy mood. On the stage stands a man who carried out safety and long past his former band incredibly abfeiert. the front of a land, which he surely must know nothing. a forgotten rock opa, vollgedroehnt with drug (as I'm sure he blares out the whole time any old phrases and interpreted in a deep purple hits himself in love ...) in a forgotten land, which must be laboriously recover from the story.
The next day we want to continue. the Balkan motel ate huge holes in our travel budget, we must once again in the nature, the village. the entsheidung falls on soko banja, a place near the city of Nis. there is a lake and as the temperature rises noticeably grows, the desire to swim. for a total unnerving ride (including 3 hours we sat at a toll station, until one of the people who work there, is our compassion and we go a few extra miles), we arrive at night. The picture was presented to us is totally cool. The lake is surrounded by mountains, it's a bit of a Norwegian fjord. there are hardly any people here and we have the free choice of seating (haha, yes, we place the towel ...) the bank has created terraced, appear to come here more often by people for camping. after we have witnessed a romantic sunset we go to sleep.
the next few days is in the true sense of the weather minted. For that is one thing: hot. very hot. It has about 30 on the first, 35 degrees on the second day. The activities can be counted on one hand: reading, once dragged into the village, sweating, even the old people on the edge of the lake to visit their pub ticks, hinmeucheln (which is here in abundance)
yeah, who needs mallorca, when they can have even serbia. in the evening we decide referred routenaenderung and make us the next morning off on the. melting we Verbing the rest of the day on the road. But we are lucky and get up to Novi Sad. then we pack ourselves in front of a super shopping centers from. we also like to visit the next morning. Ugh! I buy hassse, there seems to Serbia alone the countless funds related to work. Now I like the mini magazine with the surly female sales assistants, which hold up the never to be shown.
well, now we are close to the Croatian border and will probably also do this today.
so until denne
Best regards, all is well
wanted heinz
(oh yeah, visits the great blog http://tentburner.livejournal.com I'm also all alone and without help themselves (for others) , so programmed)
ps:! sorry Martin and Anne, have written non earlier, because your email addis in the deep mine, increasingly difficult, rucksacks disappeared)
hello people,
so close to the Croatian border, a report from me again.
we now croatia so before, because we have our abgeaendert route. somehow made me feel uneasy and wibke crept in relation to Kosovo. Several people have warned us. which we would now hold the same is not true, but I have just as a strange feeling. alo we have decided a little bit in bold thing and bring our route extended for about 800 km. Now we go over beograd, novi sad (which we have happened before 2 hours) to Croatia. bosnia then ossijan after. then south to Sarajevo over (haha, but we come out yet, despite the boycott of German wings) to Dubrovnik. there we meet with my goettergattin to pursue the planned route.
actually I'm a little glad to get out of serbia. landscape, the land, especially between the Bulgarian border and Belgrade really something to offer. there extends a can highlands, which can be seen in any holiday brochure. However, to me are the people a bit unsympathetic. There is an undercurrent of aggression, also comes a rather intolerant attitude nationalist population to another, eg. (And especially) Albanians and gypsies to do so. ultra-national political efforts here are very high in the degree course.
extent to which the last of the war is I can not figure out so completely that people always stress its apolitical attitude very quickly if they are responsive to the past. In any case, you are advised frustration about their political situation. I was told, the Serbs are not universally liked. that the (Macedonia, Montenegro, Bulgaria) allowed people to travel here without a visa in only three countries is also not safe with satisfaction.
once again we are back from Pirot, we Dehen us at the concert. star of the evening is Glenn Hughes, the guitarist of Deep Purple. the event bears the significant name be peace. the mood gefellt me, even the motto seems so appropriate (I ah old hippie!). young and old seems to be about looking forward to the concert, you see any young slipknot fans are in addition to old grandpas. only the ID cards are checked at the entrance part, irritates me a little. maybe no Albanians are admitted to be peace?
over comes as the main act starts me an almost melancholy mood. On the stage stands a man who carried out safety and long past his former band incredibly abfeiert. the front of a land, which he surely must know nothing. a forgotten rock opa, vollgedroehnt with drug (as I'm sure he blares out the whole time any old phrases and interpreted in a deep purple hits himself in love ...) in a forgotten land, which must be laboriously recover from the story.
The next day we want to continue. the Balkan motel ate huge holes in our travel budget, we must once again in the nature, the village. the entsheidung falls on soko banja, a place near the city of Nis. there is a lake and as the temperature rises noticeably grows, the desire to swim. for a total unnerving ride (including 3 hours we sat at a toll station, until one of the people who work there, is our compassion and we go a few extra miles), we arrive at night. The picture was presented to us is totally cool. The lake is surrounded by mountains, it's a bit of a Norwegian fjord. there are hardly any people here and we have the free choice of seating (haha, yes, we place the towel ...) the bank has created terraced, appear to come here more often by people for camping. after we have witnessed a romantic sunset we go to sleep.
the next few days is in the true sense of the weather minted. For that is one thing: hot. very hot. It has about 30 on the first, 35 degrees on the second day. The activities can be counted on one hand: reading, once dragged into the village, sweating, even the old people on the edge of the lake to visit their pub ticks, hinmeucheln (which is here in abundance)
yeah, who needs mallorca, when they can have even serbia. in the evening we decide referred routenaenderung and make us the next morning off on the. melting we Verbing the rest of the day on the road. But we are lucky and get up to Novi Sad. then we pack ourselves in front of a super shopping centers from. we also like to visit the next morning. Ugh! I buy hassse, there seems to Serbia alone the countless funds related to work. Now I like the mini magazine with the surly female sales assistants, which hold up the never to be shown.
well, now we are close to the Croatian border and will probably also do this today.
so until denne
Best regards, all is well
wanted heinz
(oh yeah, visits the great blog http://tentburner.livejournal.com I'm also all alone and without help themselves (for others) , so programmed)
ps:! sorry Martin and Anne, have written non earlier, because your email addis in the deep mine, increasingly difficult, rucksacks disappeared)
Monday, May 14, 2007
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