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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!”

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”

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”

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”

Up early to hunt down food in Janina. Hot as blazes so early in the morning and a beautiful blue sky. I feel like I am drying out from my often-soggy Romanian trip. Chocolate wafer cookies and a rusk. It was simply too hot to have anything more complicated. I went to sit on theContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time: 28July1974: Drače, Yugoslavia: Drače Dance Party: Fueling Gossip! “

Well I think I am in a tiny town called Drače in Croatia. What a beautiful beach! What clear sparkling water. There isn’t much to do but get up go to the beach, have Dalmatian smoked ham and a bun with a cold litre of Radenska mineral water, sit in the shade and head backContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” ; 27July1974: Drače, Yugoslavia: Adopted by a Serbian Family: A Ride on a Putt Putt”

I woke up today knowing I am north of Dubrovnik. A tiny village called Janiania? It is not on my map. I really don’t care as I know I must head north to get to Germany to leave Europe shortly. I am in the Twilight Zone and there is a beautiful ocean and lots ofContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time”: 26 July1974: Somewhere in Yugoslavia: Low Budget Paradise: Where in the Hell Am I?”

I woke up shortly after my Peugeot 404 friends did, Alex and Eckart. On the road at 09:00. We encountered a traffic jam in Titograd but it cleared up and we stopped at supermarket to buy some food for breakfast. Not eating dinner we all were starving. The incredible scenery continued. We arrived at theContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 25July1974: All Over Yugoslavia: Massive Confusion in Dubrovnik: Minimalist Camping! Existential Question of Where am I?”

My last day in Romania. I have been here for 29 days and only have scratched the surface. When I return home I will have to read more about Romanian politics and society. I was up at 06:15 for a breakfast of my bartered Romanian honey and some bread. Off on a dilapidated bus courtesyContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time ” : 22July1974: All Over the Place in Romania and Yugoslavia: The Squawking Plastic Parrot: Being a Community Project and a Cadillac With New York Plates Parked Outside a Shack”

Woke up to my 18th birthday. Legal drinking age and more responsibility blah blah blah. I figured out that I have had only 4 birthdays in Canada. This is my third successive birthday in Europe. Will there be a marching band or my favourite meal with a birthday cake? Dream on intrepid traveler! Well aContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 12August1973: Bled, Yugoslavia: Birthday Soccer Game and My Dirty Old Man Cough: The Dirty Looking German Girls”