Time to move on. It was an emotional farewell. We researched a train to Mostar as we heard the scenery was spectacular. It didn't let us down. The time flew and after travelling through 70 something tunnels ..well lost count. Some of the tunnels were very long. The train was full of young backpackers from all over the world. ..and us the old backpackers. Rachel and Tomi paid for a night at the 300 year old museum house for us. It was built by the Ottomans. Wow what a treat!
Of course a lot of us remember the pictures that flashed on our television screens of Mostar and the symbolism of their bridge between east and west being damaged badly during their war. I also remember seeing the rebuilding and the opening of the bridge and the symbolism of the start to their recovery .
The town itself exists now as a huge tourist Mecca amend is crowded beyond belief with large groups of European tourists. Once they all went home all was quiet again. We do love people watching and on a very hot and humid day saw many people very flustered. We were glad to not have to hurry through all the sites. Beautiful town,very historic and our accommodation was divine. Thankyou Rachel and Tomi for your gift xxx
The bare chested Bosnian men ready to jump off the Mostar Bridge
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