{"id":125,"date":"2008-07-04T09:25:45","date_gmt":"2008-07-04T14:25:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/?p=125"},"modified":"2008-07-04T09:25:45","modified_gmt":"2008-07-04T14:25:45","slug":"mostar","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/2008\/07\/04\/mostar","title":{"rendered":"Mostar"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>After an early morning bus ride, we left Croatia and entered Bosnia and Herzegovina. Sadly, we didn&#8217;t get an extra stamp, as the border consisted of them seeing our US passports, and waving us along. Didn&#8217;t have lodging booked ahead of time, as my accumulated off by one errors have caused me enough grief and extra expense that I&#8217;m inclined to wing it. A nice old lady came at us off the bus, and we followed her to our spartan digs. Hey, for 10 euros a night, I&#8217;m not going to complain. It&#8217;s actually right next to the place I was going to book, so it has that going for it.<\/p>\n<div class=\"inline-photo\">\n<div class=\"wpg2tag-image\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/gallery2\/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=6535\" title=\"The former front line\" rel=\"lightbox[125]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/gallery2\/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=6534&amp;g2_serialNumber=2\" width=\"150\" height=\"113\" id=\"IFid1\" class=\"ImageFrame_none\" alt=\"The former front line\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<h4 class=\"giDescription\">The former front line<\/h4>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"inline-photo\">\n<div class=\"wpg2tag-image\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/gallery2\/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=6538\" title=\"Cemetery from 1993 massacre\" rel=\"lightbox[125]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/gallery2\/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=6537&amp;g2_serialNumber=2\" width=\"150\" height=\"113\" id=\"IFid2\" class=\"ImageFrame_none\" alt=\"Cemetery from 1993 massacre\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<h4 class=\"giDescription\">Cemetery from 1993 massacre<\/h4>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>Mostar was one of the cities most damaged architecturally by the war, and while the Old Bridge has been rebuilt, and the tourist area is thriving, the old front line is still clearly visible. We bought an engraved 50 cal shell. Feels a bit like war tourism, but the old man who made it seemed happy enough to take our money.<\/p>\n<div class=\"inline-photo\">\n<div class=\"wpg2tag-image\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/gallery2\/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=6529\" title=\"Mostar old bridge\" rel=\"lightbox[125]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/gallery2\/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=6528&amp;g2_serialNumber=2\" width=\"150\" height=\"113\" id=\"IFid3\" class=\"ImageFrame_none\" alt=\"Mostar old bridge\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<h4 class=\"giDescription\">Mostar old bridge<\/h4>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>Sat and watched divers plunge from the Old Bridge 60 feet to the frigid water below, proving their machismo and garnering tips from passersby. They are real showmen, and stand on the edge for a long time until they have enough to jump. I tossed in my Bosnian change, but apparently they prefer foreign currency. Still took it, though.<\/p>\n<div class=\"inline-photo\">\n<div class=\"wpg2tag-image\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/gallery2\/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=6532\" title=\"Koski Mehmed-Pasa Mosque\" rel=\"lightbox[125]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/gallery2\/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=6531&amp;g2_serialNumber=2\" width=\"113\" height=\"150\" id=\"IFid4\" class=\"ImageFrame_none\" alt=\"Koski Mehmed-Pasa Mosque\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<h4 class=\"giDescription\">Koski Mehmed-Pasa Mosque<\/h4>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>As we are rather churched out, it has been interesting watching the appearance of mosques. We also went to a Turkish house, which was nicely appointed, but probably only a shadow of things to come. <\/p>\n<div class=\"inline-photo\">\n<div class=\"wpg2tag-image\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/gallery2\/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=6526\" title=\"Sarajevsko pivo\" rel=\"lightbox[125]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/gallery2\/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=6525&amp;g2_serialNumber=2\" width=\"150\" height=\"113\" id=\"IFid5\" class=\"ImageFrame_none\" alt=\"Sarajevsko pivo\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<h4 class=\"giDescription\">Sarajevsko pivo<\/h4>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>Still taking pictures of particularly quenching mugs of beer. So Ruth, this Sarajevsko&#8217;s for you.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>After walking around looking for burek (the typical Balkan meat filled pastry), we stumbled upon a performance by a local student band. It seemed to be part of some summer program, run by the &#8220;Brass Brothers&#8221;, a group of old guys from Sweden and Norway. They did a stirring rendition of Blueberry Hill, and some Bosnian classics, which we didn&#8217;t recognize, but everyone else did. On the way home we passed all sorts of hotties going out to ze clubs, but we had an early train to catch, so I&#8217;ll have to wait to get my dance on.<\/p>\n<div class=\"inline-photo\">\n<div class=\"wpg2tag-image\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/gallery2\/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=6541\" title=\"Punk rendition of Blueberry Hill\" rel=\"lightbox[125]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/gallery2\/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=6540&amp;g2_serialNumber=2\" width=\"150\" height=\"113\" id=\"IFid6\" class=\"ImageFrame_none\" alt=\"Punk rendition of Blueberry Hill\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<h4 class=\"giDescription\">Punk rendition of Blueberry Hill<\/h4>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After an early morning bus ride, we left Croatia and entered Bosnia and Herzegovina. 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Didn&#8217;t have lodging booked ahead of time, as my accumulated off by one errors have caused me enough grief and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[15],"class_list":["post-125","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-childrens-crusade","tag-balkans"],"geo":{"latitude":43.3350716,"longitude":17.8130264,"description":null},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/125","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=125"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/125\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=125"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=125"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.levinger.net\/josh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=125"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}