Dubrovnik. The walled city. The jewel in the crown of the Croatian coastline. Or so the tourist guides and lonely planet describe the place. It’s nice. But it’s busy. Really f*cking busy. In the heat, the humidity and surrounded by swarms of cruise ship...
“Man, I love this country! Something crazy’s always happening!” My guide was on edge as he weaved the car through the mad, mad traffic of Tirana, on edge for fear of crashing and with pure, reckless joy at the mayhem he was part of it. There are no...
London to where? Trasnistria? Where the…? Never heard of it I hear you say! Well, that’s because it doesn’t technically exist. I just survived a trip to the breakaway separatists of the Tranistrian Republic, somewhere in the no man’s land...
“More Rakija!”, “More Rakija!” Wild cries rose from the table in the back of the dingy, smoke filled bar hidden deep behind the ageing walls of the Montenegrin town of Kotor. The Old Town Hostel had brought me to the harrowing...
Beautiful yet brutal. That’s Bosnia and Herzegovina. This is a country where Bosnian Muslims live next to Orthodox Serbs, and orthodox Serbs live next to Catholic Croatians. Everyone gets on smashingly, except for when they don’t get on smashingly....
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