June 24 – Saturday

The Hungarians didn’t arrive back at the hotel until about 1 minute to midnight, but were very quiet as they tiptoed thru my room to get to theirs (I just happened to be awake). There was a terrific storm at some point – lightening was so close it lit up the room, and the thunder shook the bed. Rain just poured, but I don’t think it lasted too long – glad I wasn’t in my tent.

The party of 55 Czechs arrived two hours early – I was still packing my stuff up when they arrived and filled the courtyard. I put my bags in the corner under the arbour for now as it would be nice if the ground dried out a bit before I pitch my tent for the night. The Czechs are leaving tomorrow so it’s only for one night, then I can have the room back.

Walked down to the old city again, stopped at the large graveyard and had a better look around. Most of the markers are for folks that died in the siege/war – death dates seem to be mostly 1994-95. Such a stupid, stupid waste of lives.



Got more cash from a machine, then found a cafe that doesn’t mind me just getting a cup of tea and using their wi-fi (which is very good – not like at the hotel). Stayed there for almost 2 hours, then got some food to go – the local speciality of ‘meatballs’ (more like sausages) with meat pattie in a huge pita-like bread with tomatoes and chopped cabbage (or something). Got some more fresh veggies at the store on the way ‘home’.
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Ate lunch as usual under the arbour then the Czechs started arriving from their various outings a few at a time. One unlucky fellow had his wallet stolen out of his pocket – what a drag. Pitched my tent under the cherry trees in the back yard. Heard back from Colin – plan to meet in Pinerolo Italy on or about July 6. I should be able to get there by Tuesday or Wednesday, so will be there for a week or so before Colin arrives.

I had another long chat with Mirza’s brother Sead – they, along with their father own the hotel/hostel/campground. They seem to like talking with me – we’ve had many long conversations. I think that they think I’m kind of strange – no woman they know would ever dream of doing what I’m doing (or be allowed to by their husband!).

Had a nice visit with a couple of the young Czechs – Chantal and Marketa. They had a really nice outlook on politics and life in general. Maybe there is hope for the next generation after all.
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Went for another walk to the old city shortly after sundown so I could face-time Dom, then came back and visited with Mirza, Sead and 3 different young Czechs. The chaperone came and advised the girls not to stay up too late as they’re heading out at 8 in the morning.
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