“Travels to a Different Time ” : 3August1974: Parts Unknown Yugoslavia: Downcast and Sitting by a Pile of Stale Bread Crusts

My mind being occupied by thoughts of you know who I woke up on a beach with André and Jean. We walked to a nearby store for some food for breakfast. After a quick breakfast on the bike up to Karlovac where I said good-bye to André and Jean. I walked to a tourist office and found a bus was heading up towards Plitvice in a half an hour. There is national park there with many waterfalls they said so I killed some time by having a bottle of Radenska mineral water in a café. I finally hopped on a bus with a pile of stale breadcrusts looming over me. I was feeling rather stale myself so I was in good company. I made it as far as Gospic and after half an hour on the way to Plitvice. It was full of peasants and soon we hit a dirt rough road that reassembled our innards. Yugoslavs always seem to be eating and they have lots of food to eat on buses. The bus stopped outside Plitvice. I was told the youth hostel was closed but 3 kms down the road there was a campground. By the time I arrived at the campground I was drenched in sweat. There was even a pool! So after a swim went to campground store and bought some food. After some grapes joined some Jesus people who were playing guitar and I pulled out my harp. The way I am feeling I need a bit of salvation. Exhausted by the heat and emotionally beaten up I crawled into bed at 11.