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 in Tuzla for a pub, with disastrous consequences.
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OH WELL, IT’LL BE CARLSBERG THEN. A NIGHT OF BOSNIAN CRAFT BEER DISAPPOINTMENT IN TUZLA
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 BOSNIAN CRAFT BEER DISAPPOINTMENT IN TUZLA
A TUZLA TEASER
October 2023. Tuzla. Bosnia and Herzegovina. Our triumphant entry into Bosnia, via a smoking shelter at Raca Bridge, saw Mrs RM increase her number of European country ticks to 38 out of 45. A spreadsheet is well overdue, as is her blog. We need to visit Albania (booked), Bulgaria (oddly, not), Moldova (who ?), Belarus… Continue reading A TUZLA TEASER
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
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