Croatia, Montenegro, Albania, Macedonia

We decided in the end not to pursue buying a ski chalet in Bosnia. The people there are beautiful but the carnage that is left over from the war is still too much to be able to go there and completly chill for two weeks. Sasha is doing a project on the Bosnia war and the effect it had on some individuals we met. It has been a real eye opener and… well I am still amazed the British Government let the shit that happened here… happen. Croatia is different. It is Europe, a very nice part of Europe. The hospitality is not as forthcoming here, but as there are many tourists on the coast now, I guess this is to be expected. The island of Vis is our third somewheredifferent destination. It is the furthest island off the coast and I think by far the nicest. It is full of yachts, 15th century houses, hidden little bays and loads of vineyards that have endless amounts of rather potent local wine! On arrival we were told “there are no campsites here, we only cater for up-market tourists”. Ah… well we thought… stuff you, and parked right up in the middle of town and used the public showers on the beach every day. Penny did her best to keep us ‘up-market’ but we kept (ok just me) letting the side down. So my t shirts weren’t well ironed… but I ask, how am I supposed to be all crisp when we don’t have an iron or anywhere to plug one in if we did? I really flew the Brits abroad...

Update from Sasha

Hi guys The first three days we booted through France Germany Slovenia and Austria sleeping in gas stations and on the side of the road which was not funny when we had lorry drivers tooting there horn at 3 in the morning. We then chilled in Croatia for a week snorkeling and hanging out with local kids and when they asked us something we just looked at them and shook our heads as if we knew what they were saying. We then drove to Bosnia I had to go to the dentist and have a tooth pulled out by a Bosnian dentist (Maddy know I know how it feels to have a tooth pulled out). We tried to learn the language but no one could make out what we were saying. So we just laughed. We then went to the island of Vis were y Dad bought two acres of land. We parked up to go our new land and we were told to go away because the corneal of the army base (right by are land) said that NATO and the Americans came and fired at tanks and practiced with bazookas. We went to the estate agent of the island (Tonko) he said that was a load of s… rubbish and if that happened again we should call the police. The flipping bluffers. Then off to Hvar we went we parked up in a campsite and mum and I did the washing while the others made the beds. We came back and there was silence then there was a big crack and a “ow my hand”!! Dad had...

Croatia, Montenegro, Albania, Macedonia

Croatia is different. It is Europe, a very nice part of Europe. The hospitality is not as forthcoming here, but as there are many tourists on the coast now, I guess this is to be expected. The island of Vis is our third somewheredifferent destination. It is the furthest island off the coast and I think by far the nicest. It is full of yachts, 15th century houses, hidden little bays and loads of vineyards that have endless amounts of rather potent local wine! On arrival we were told ‘there are no campsites here, we only cater for up-market tourists’. Ah… well we thought… stuff you, and parked right up in the middle of town and used the public showers on the beach every day. Penny did her best to keep us ‘up-market’ but we kept (ok just me) letting the side down. So my t shirts weren’t well ironed… but I ask, how am I supposed to be all crisp when we don’t have an iron or anywhere to plug one in if we did? I really flew the Brits abroad flag on about the third day. The ‘poo pipe leak’ situation had escalated and I spent the day on my back pulling the piping apart with ‘black waste’ or what I would call shit put through a blender and then left to fester for a few days in the sun, dripping out all over me for most of the day. Our ‘up-market’ tourist friends were, how can I say, not impressed. Penny and Sasha would not walk with me in public for the rest of our stay....