Day 391

Dobardam! (hello in the language here!)
Today is my last full day with Myriam :(
Croatia was very nice, beautiful, and people were helpfull mostly when Mimi was trying to speak croatian with her dictionnary. But to be honnest, a week was a bit too long. We were not in the high touristic season so most of the time we've been fucked with the ferries schedules, same for the buses. Having a car to travel around here would have been the best option!
We are now in Sarajevo, capital of Bosnia, host of the '89 Olympics game and center point of the begening of World War I( Franz Ferdinand and his Wife Sofia were killed here). Yesterday we spent the day in Mostar (old bridge in their language) capital of Herzegovina AND capital of Bosnia and Herzegovina. Makes sense?
We visited both Old Towns and got the same impression: everything was nice and made for the tourists. But walking around, far from the old town was nicer, but sadder as well. I don't know, it's weird to think that we were young kids while, here, they were in war. We can still see the damages to houses and buildings and everything. Mostar was the worst I think. The old bridge was the ''connection between Orient and Occident'' so it had a huge sybolism when it was bombed in '92. Now completly rebuilt, it is part of the UNESCO Heritage and so on, so you can imagine its beatiful, and full of kiosks selling all the same crap. But once out of there, its different, a bit scary even. So poor and its looks so old with the partly destroyed buildings. Sarajevo is a bit better about that, but still...
Today Mimi and I were visiting the city when we suddently needed to pee :) So what we did, we went to the Holidays INN in front of us. The yellow and brown walls gave a very 80's look haha, even the entrance was... wow. But in fact this hotel was the last place bombed here because all the journalists seeked shelter there. Anyway, was nice.
Mimi bought a new mobile yesterday in Mostar, because she forgot hers in Split, Croatia. We went to an internet coffee right before taking our ferry for an small island. The minute we sat down, she realized she forgot it at the coffee, but it was like 5 min. too late, the boat wasn't going to wait for her while she run for her phone... But yes, its funny to buy an second hand phone to a weird guy who doesn't really speak english. The best was to buy the SIM card and then try to activate the mobile! Because obviously it wasn't writtin in english and the machine-lady talking on the phone at first spoke only serbo-croatian or something. Ale Betchka! ...
I got more pictures and videos, but its gonna be for an other day. Can't do everything at the same time! :)
Hvala! (Thank you ;) )