R1Liz – Bosnia & Herzegovina (Arctic to Alpine S1000RR Adventure Part 19)

Coming into Bosnia was a last minute decision. I was planning to turn around in Slovenia and head north via Italy, but I have been eyeing up all the wiggly roads on the maps app in Bosnia and at 7am this morning I decided to go for it, I found a very cheap place in the mountains and off I went, south into the heart of the country. I didn’t realise my phone company had cut me off until it was too late and up until that point I was pretty happy and oblivious of the potential problems I’d given myself, being told ‘good luck’ by the border official probably also should have been a bit of a warning. The country is beautiful, but a completely different feel to where I’ve come from. Bikers without helmets, dogs wondering in the street and an overwhelming mix of modern and delapidated had me gawking in every direction until my neck started to hurt. I could spend weeks here enjoying the atmosphere and soaking up the unique energy of the place.
Sadly having no back up has left me a bit vulnerable and extremely uncomfortable, so the plan is to leave as soon as possible in the morning, but I’ve loved my first day here.

Annoyingly I didn’t photograph my dinner but I feel like it deserves a bit more recognition than I provided – a plate of hot chunky pieces of meat covered in creamy gravy was brought to me with two rolls of bread and it was wholesome and delicious – I have absolutely no idea what any of it was but have you ever taken a first bite of something and melted? That was the experience, probably helped along by how hungry and tired I was. I’ll be forever grateful to the people at the restaurant for facilitating my lack of preparation, these last 12 hours really haven’t been my best work but friendly humans are everywhere.