October 2023. Bosnia & Herzegovina. Despite this latest Balkan adventure being notionally a “holiday” every day started with a 7am alarm, and Saturday saw us standing outside the Balkan tourist office at 8 after a lightning breakfast; Good to know : those shredded wheat pastries are not a patch on the One True Way that… Continue reading A BRIDGE TOO FAR – BOSNIA IN A DAY
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A PINT OF “MIXED” AT SARAJEVO’S PIVNICA
October 2023. Sarajevo. Bosnia & Herzegovina. In truth there’s a limited number of different things you can do when exploring a new city. Aimless walking, rating churches, burnt out Olympic sites, arguments over Untappd ratings and huge lunches are obviously a key part of the visit, but it would be unusual if a pub didn’t… Continue reading A PINT OF “MIXED” AT SARAJEVO’S PIVNICA
CRAFT BEER AND BAKLAVA IN SARAJEVO’S OLD BAZAAR
October 2023. Sarajevo. Bosnia & Herzegovina. Mrs RM had found us a modest hotel right in the heart of Baščaršija, Sarajevo’s old bazaar. I hadn’t really imagined Bosnia’s capital looking like a mini-Istanbul, which is what you get when you don’t read your history. A bit less frantic than a Turkish old town, but just… Continue reading CRAFT BEER AND BAKLAVA IN SARAJEVO’S OLD BAZAAR
SAUSAGES IN SARAJEVO
October 2023. Sarajevo. Bosnia Herzegovina. I really wanted to fit that song about Bono saving Bosnia into a blog title, but I couldn’t, and it’s probably best not too joke about wars at the moment. Looking at the map I’ve only just noticed how much of Bosnia Herzegovina (wish they’d shorten their name to Bosgov)… Continue reading SAUSAGES IN SARAJEVO
In which we mistake a private residence for a pub, with disastrous consequences.
October 2023. Tuzla. Bosnia Herzegovina. Only just gone 6pm, and we seemed to have exhausted the joys of Bosnia’s third biggest city, bar the mosques. But just beyond the central square lay one last chance at craft beer redemption for Tuzla. The Jazz Caffe (crazy name) promised local bottles in a cosy and charming outdoor… Continue reading In which we mistake a private residence for a pub, with disastrous consequences.
OH WELL, IT’LL BE CARLSBERG THEN. A NIGHT OF CRAFT BEER DISAPPOINTMENT IN BOSNIA
October 2023. Tuzla. Bosnia & Herzegovina. It was only 17:28 on our only night in Tuzla before an early departure the next morning to Sarajevo. And Tuzla, a city of 110,000, the Newport (Gwent) of Bosnia, looked dead. Even the famed “free beer dispensers cunningly disguised as water fountains” weren’t operational. Tuzla is over 75%… Continue reading OH WELL, IT’LL BE CARLSBERG THEN. A NIGHT OF CRAFT BEER DISAPPOINTMENT IN BOSNIA
IT WAS ONLY, FIVE HOURS ON THE BUS TO TUZLA
October 2023. Belgrade, Serbia to Tuzla, Bosnia and Herzegovina. Public transport in Serbia seemed very efficient. Prompt departures, easy-to-use ticket machines, spotless train loos, comfy seats. That’s the trains, anyway. Buses are a different beast. Gorgeous frontage, but Belgrade’s bus terminus was chaotic and fraught with tension as we tried to first find, then board,… Continue reading IT WAS ONLY, FIVE HOURS ON THE BUS TO TUZLA
BELGRADE IN A NUTSHELL
October 2023. Belgrade. Serbia. No, not THAT Nutshell. These foreign posts don’t get a lot of views because a) No-one else has been there and b) No-one else intends to go there. Oddly, it’s the unsung towns that get the most views. But in the last week I’ve referred to three posts from Ron, Duncan… Continue reading BELGRADE IN A NUTSHELL
CHILLTON – BELGRADE’S “HIDDEN” BAR
October 2023. Belgrade. Serbia. I saw “Serbia” was trending on Twitter last night, and assumed there’d been a surge in interest in my Belgrade blog posts, but sadly it was due to their Under-21s “sharing” 10 goals with England’s teenagers; You left us having ticked the big church, and about to tick the best rated… Continue reading CHILLTON – BELGRADE’S “HIDDEN” BAR
Храм Светог Саве
October 2023. Belgrade. Serbia. Back at the main Belgrade station on our second night, I somehow had to persuade Mrs RM to walk another 10,000 steps so I could visit a craft beer pub before we left Serbia in the morning. Luckily, she’d seen that Храм Светог Саве, the Temple of Saint Saviour, was THE… Continue reading Храм Светог Саве
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