Sunday JUNE 29

June 29 = Sunday (City Niksic - Maps)

40 kmVilusi Maps border with the




BOSNIA HERZEGOVINA = (Customs) - Country Extracomunitari

km 35 Trebinje - km 46 Ravno = km 17 Ljubinje - km 27 Stolac --
Pocitelj - km 33 arrived in Mostar -Maps (tot 185 km)

= Capital of Mostar and Herzegovina inhabitants = 125.00

Bosnia is the most forgotten by the mass media, an area in the center of the Balkans, destroyed and raped in the inter-ethnic conflict of the 90s, due to the unfortunate breakup of the former Yugoslav Republic of Titus.
If it had remained united today would be a full part in the European Union in its entirety and would not have been spread due to interethnic hatred stupid nationalistic ambitions.
So far, tourism is almost non-existent, if not that, the curiosity to see up close, one of the most infamous war...




theaters mondo.Vedi occurred at Srebrenica 1st 2nd 3rd 4th 5th
Fortunately, the majority of those who go to this tormented land, in addition to financial support of many nations, are:
Onlus associations, NGOs, artists and ordinary citizens, who voluntarily ask to be so poor people who need not only financial support but also a check on their health, both physical and mental. Some of those who gave their contribution to assist these people gave their lives for peace, too often we forget these people, too inconvenient to be remembered by political leaders from around the world.
Furthermore, the inhabitants of this State shall be a grogiuolo of all cultures and religions, their churches in the world contribute to their moral and financial aid, to alleviate their suffering, all over the territory.
Later in Mostar, one of the first ways that go next to the Neretva river, I encountered the bridge rebuilt after it was shot down by the blind stupidity of men.
Parking at a gas station, to make a general check of the car, the young man who checks the engine compartment, and you will not, 18 years, I think, that when this land was a hellish lair he was just a child, li wonder how many years has come and live here in Mostar:

"I am 17 years old, not born here and is only a year which we live, are born in Srebrenica.
Are you a journalist? "

"No, but I like to hear the story of a citizen of this country."

"I am a Muslim, probably know that the massacre happened near my city, I salvai miraculously, the military murdered from 8000 to 10,000 Bosnian Muslims from 14 to 65 years, my father was among them.
I grew up amidst the most terrible privations and thanks to my mother today if still alive.
Weeks were hard, not so much for me as for you, little to eat, everything was good, grass, a few stolen egg, milk from cows milked abandoned, no aid arrived in that part of the world.
Vagavamo the woods hiding militias and irregular armed gangs, no matter who had the insignia.
One night stop in a bombed house, suddenly the gracidare of frogs in a pond near stopped, three silent shadows and terrible came to my eyes of the child.
I remember only the mockery of one of them and the screams of my mother ... .... Svenna.
When the dawn showed its timid light, in the dim light, I saw my mother in a corner gathering on whether, as a fetus to the mother in the stomach, clothes in tatters, his eyes lost in anything.
I was housed in an orphanage and she, at a reception center in Tuzla, where to date, is helped to forget that terrible experience.
As you can see the wounds can heal, and now work in the evening I go with friends to have fun and laugh with my girlfriend to make love.
Passed but the memories are still vivid in my mind and my baggage of mistrust and hatred towards those who still today are the leaders of quell'infame crime. "

The car is in place, the smiling boy, I gave her the keys, that asks me for the work, is a ridiculous figure, I try to give him a few euros tip but he refuses kindly but firmly. "

I know little of the history of this people, I am better informed once they return home.
Way to Stari Grad (Old Town), through the bridge, Stari Most (old bridge), apparently the life in this city, seems to flow too quiet, but looks can be deceiving, as the ashes of the ethnic groups, Serbs, Bosnian Muslim and Catholic Croatian, have no reports of sympathy between them, the recent war has destroyed hundreds of years of coexistence and mutual tolerance.
Witness the waiter who serves in the restaurant where I stopped to eat:

"What we see in this city is the commitment of Muslims reconstruct their part of town, I think that we have been discriminated against, by international aid.
They rebuilt the Ponte Vecchio, which was the symbol of the encounter between the Catholic culture and Islam and all the world thinks, that it is enough to reconstruct a symbol of a city, so different people riappacificare.
I do not know if he noticed the Croatian flags in the windows of the houses along the road that leads from us, meaning the wish to claim their land and become part of the Republic of Croatia.
The crosses of the many cemeteries that you have to meet in coming here, are evidence that this land was wet with blood of all races, will not be easy to forget all this. "

Bosnia and Herzegovina, has forced only one state, but everyone knows that will happen overnight, but this country will still have to reckon with the various ethnic groups that are divided, slices of well-defined territory.
Serbs, Croats and Muslims, for now, is content to have a lot of local autonomy, but that affect the ability to evolve to a real democracy and the possibility that Europe take seriously productive investment, as is done in a many Eastern European Countries.
Mostar, despite a certain tourist attraction is a city in which he feels, a skin, its precariousness.
As for accommodation have been addressed in a Croatian family, kind but not talkative,
I do not want to dine or to search for attractions or entertainment, I shall simply a glass of cognac and then immediately nanna.
> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING JUNE 30 )