Today I hit the deck running! Two cruise ships (each carrying around 2,000 eager tourists) sailed off last night, and by 7 a.m. two more had rolled in — which meant one thing: the Old City was about to be buzzing. So, I headed out early to get ahead of the crowds. By 11 a.m.,…
Lucky for me, the slightly frazzled bus driver—after a few dramatic taps to his forehead—finally looked at me and said, “You have ticket for your bike?”Quick as a flash, I smiled and said, “No, I pay you direct!” A tiny grin appeared, and he nodded, “Twelve euros.” Deal done! He showed me where to stash…
Well, today didn’t quite go to plan! I set off early, eager to reach the trailhead, but fate had other ideas — an accident along the way put an end to that plan. So, after a brief detour a few kilometres up the main highway, I turned back and decided to make the most of…
Visiting the Genocide Museum in Mostar today was deeply emotional — though sadly, not my first experience in such a place. Each one carries its own weight of sorrow, but this one in Bosnia struck a particularly tender chord. Among the many heartbreaking displays, one that stood out to me was “Bosman – the first…
Sitting cosy on the bus to Mostar, I couldn’t help but feel pretty pleased with my decision to take a seat rather than the saddle today. The road outside was a lively mix of trucks, buses, and cars all jostling for space — chaos I was quite happy to watch from the comfort of my…
Today greeted me with beautiful clear skies and sunshine — the kind that makes you want to jump on the bike before the roads wake up. The morning started with plenty of downhill, a few flats, and just a couple of gentle climbs. Within 30 minutes, I’d already clocked 7 km and decided that definitely…