On the way home to Toronto Bob told Reggie and I a very sad story about a 26-year-old lady in the Ukraine called Anastassia Yalanskaya who was killed by the Russian invaders when she was delivering dog food to a rescue centre . A sweet innocent girl helping us dogs dislocated by these filthy bastardContinue reading “Andrij the Orphaned Ukrainian Rescue Dog” : Chapter 19: Anastassia Yalanskaya Memorial Dog Shelter”
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“Travels to a Different Time” : 6August1974: Ljubljana, Yugoslavia: So Different Slovenia!
Slovenia is a part of Yugoslavia and it so different from the other republics. It has more in common culturally with its neighbour to the North Austria than for example it has with Serbia or Croatia. The attitudes are more progressive. The political climate seems less repressive. The food is good. The architecture is daring.Continue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 6August1974: Ljubljana, Yugoslavia: So Different Slovenia!”
“Travels to a Different Time ” : 4August1974: Plitvice, Yugoslavia: Spectacular National Park
Up at 8 for an edible breakfast. I headed off to Plitvice National Park across the road. A pair of hitchhikers had given me their entrance ticket yesterday so I entered for free. The park was spectacular full of waterfalls of all sizes and beautiful turquoise pools. I walked around the paths for 4 hoursContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time ” : 4August1974: Plitvice, Yugoslavia: Spectacular National Park”
“Andrij the Orphaned Ukrainian Rescue Dog ” :Chapter 18: A Quick Dinner with President Biden
We touch down at Dulles in Washington and race into a waiting presidential motorcade and are taken to the White House. Joe and Bob have a bourbon and exchange pleasantries. First Lady Dr. Jill takes us for a walk on the White House lawn and doesn’t raise a fuss when we pee on some gardenContinue reading ““Andrij the Orphaned Ukrainian Rescue Dog ” :Chapter 18: A Quick Dinner with President Biden”
“Travels to a Different Time”: Poetry on the Road
“Turkey on the Roast” (NCR) In the oven it slowly sizzlesShe bastes it with loving careUntil soon a quaint aroma fills the airThen in go the potatoesShe contentedly sits watching it brownTalking to it a chilling voiceUrges it on for her two special guestsshe laughs gaily, “Soon the guests will be here”Turkey is on theContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time”: Poetry on the Road”
“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 officeContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time ” : 3August1974: Parts Unknown Yugoslavia: Downcast and Sitting by a Pile of Stale Bread Crusts”
“Travels to a Different Time” ; 2August1974: Drače, Yugoslavia: Do I Follow My Heart or Logic? A Melted Shoe and A Heart to Match
I have been in Drače for over a week. It has been a well-deserved break from the rigours of Romania. An idyllic and mostly undiscovered place where strangely many end up by accident or chance. Yugoslav Twilight Zone. I could have easily missed it had I been in another car. Why am I here? OneContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” ; 2August1974: Drače, Yugoslavia: Do I Follow My Heart or Logic? A Melted Shoe and A Heart to Match”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 1August1974: Drače, Yugoslavia: Thank You Roosters: Up to a Pack a Day: The Crazy Jumping Barber
The roosters did their job well today waking me up early. I was too pooped to walk three kms to buy some bread in Janina so I had a pack of Moccas which are wafer cookies the Yugoslavs excel in making. I am up to a pack a day of these great cookies. I tryContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 1August1974: Drače, Yugoslavia: Thank You Roosters: Up to a Pack a Day: The Crazy Jumping Barber”
“Andrij the Orphaned Ukrainian Rescue Dog” :Chapter 17: A Quick Stop at Vatican City
Reggie and I are exhausted as Bob took us on a long walk before we boarded our private jet. Bob always makes sure we are walked and fed and have plenty of cold water. Both of us crawl into our beds and are kept warm by the Tehran soccer team blanket. We fall into aContinue reading ““Andrij the Orphaned Ukrainian Rescue Dog” :Chapter 17: A Quick Stop at Vatican City”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 29July1974: Drače, Yugoslavia: Movie Night in Drače: The Singing Czechs
Up at 09:30 and I went to Nino’s house to take advantage of the running water having a shave and brushing my teeth. We sat around and I met a Yugoslav girl called Daria but I call her Dacia which is a Romanian car made under license from Renault. Mirela joined us and Nino tookContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 29July1974: Drače, Yugoslavia: Movie Night in Drače: The Singing Czechs”
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