1 - I found a hitchhiking buddy to get back into the Balkans at the end of June! Yaaaaaaaaaaaay!
2 - I'm going back into the Balkans at the end of June! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay!
3 - I'm moving to Split, Croatia at the beginning of July for an undetermined length of time. Ću tamo ići to volunteer sa udrugom za pomoć mladima. = I'm going there to volunteer with an organization that helps troubled youth.
Biggest fear: paralyzing boredom resulting from moving from a city of 15 million to a city of 100,000. Best solution: hula hoops, yoga, and rakija. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay! (I can only hope they don't expect me to be a role model for the "troubled youth," hahaha)
I'm sure, somebody's reading this :)
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Have a great journey and share more photos where you visit...
Steffi, maybe you should change your blog address, because now you've been to Paris, went to Istanbul, and now you're heading elsewhere. Enjoy your travels, experiences and people you meet.
ReplyDeleteoh you! I know you just wrote that no one is reading you blog so that people would comment that yes they are :)
ReplyDeletewell anyways, yes I am.
I can't remember how I became one of your "followers" so I'll just be signing anonymous from now on.
love you
come home now
I got lost on the McGill campus and felt like crying and calling my best friend
guilt trip over, sorry :)
I'm still reading, but the funny thing is I haven't received the usual e-mail alerts of your new postings for a few months now. In former days, when Jugoslavia was still a single country, the captains on Jugoslavian registred vessels with whom I corresponded daily were so proud of their patria. Most of the captains were from Rijeka or Split. Whenever on of their vessels came to Montreal, I would go on board to visit them. Their ships were impeccably clean and well maintained. The crews (a mix of Serbians + Croatians) were professional and courteous, and the captains were exemplary in their hospitality. I always enjoyed those short excursions very much. The pictures they would show me were remarkably beautiful. I especially liked the ones of castles along the coast. Each and everyone of those capatians would remind me, each time we met, that I had a standing invitation to visit them. When the war broke out, I recall one captain who after a particularly challenging voyage reported that the crew were exhausted and worried about their families at home and refused to do their duties. There is a fundamental principle embedded in time charterparties (contracts for the leasing ships) that the vessel must be at the full disposal of the charterer and be able to comply with all instructions. So, I reminded the captain that unless the vessel was able to comply with my instructions, I would, reluctantly + most regrettably, be faced with the sole and unfortunate prospect of placing the vessel off-hire (ie stop hire payments to the vessel owners in Rijeka). The captain replied without any hesitation, that that would be fine with him, but even better, he asked me to fire him and his crew so that they could get home. Their families were everything to them...nothing else mattered. Those were sad days for the Jugoslavians, and I can only hope that contemporary life in Split is regaining some of its former glory. Good luck.
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Dan, your stories are amazing. (And your photos.) Thanks so much, your encouragement means a lot!
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