Today is the day: Ruth and I take off for Pakistan via San Francisco! Finally...
Read moreMONTENEGRO, PART 2: MEETING THE PRODIGY CHILD
Soon we emerge onto a huge high plateau at 4740 ft surrounded by mountains that shoot up to 8277ft. A horse is galloping at full speed. A distinguished old man is walking. A shepherd is talking on his cell phone. Did I fall into a Fellini movie set...
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Before I left Seattle, my friend Valerie gave me a plastic bracelet that blinks green when I press a button. We share a love for fun gadgets so I wasn’t too surprised. It came with a request...
Read moreBOSNIA, PART 10: INDEFATIGABLE JASMINE
I follow my GPS to our Mostar hostel into a narrow dead-end street. The farther I go the worse the houses look...
Read moreBOSNIA, PART 9: TITO’S PARTISAN CEMETERY OF MOSTAR (3 OF 3)
Finally we get to the entrance of the Tito Partisan Cemetery of Mostar. It is completely overrun by vegetation, littered with broken glass and covered with pro-fascist and Nazi graffiti.
Read moreBOSNIA, PART 8: TITO’S PARTISAN CEMETERY OF MOSTAR (2 OF 3)
After doing as much research as we can online, we finally get an address and a little information about Tito’s Partisan Cemetery…
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