After two days of rain and high wind, we finally ventured into Mostar June 28th, parking at the insurance agency where Tarik's daughter works and taking a cab the rest of the way. As usual, our interest was pretty strictly the old town, and, in particular in renewing our acquaintance with Turkish culture. It's unlikely we'll ever be able to return there.
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| First stop was the rebuilt St. Francis cathedral |
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Still under construction; but its bell tower surely will be taller than any of the
minarets in town, which is what the Christians want... |
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Anti-evil eyes everywhere, like we are in a Turkish bazaar;
called a "nazar" they ward off bad luck |
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Large parts of Mostar have not been rebuilt and probably won't be for some
time |
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| Typical local embroidery shoppe |
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| More 1992-1994 was damage; almost always in evidence |
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The little bridge; when the Turks decided to build the bridge for which Mostar
is famous, in the 16th century, they first constructed this little bridge as a trial;
it survived the war but then was washed away in a flood; and rebuilt just as it
was |
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| Limestone slab roofing |
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The (rebuilt) Mostar bridge; it took some years, getting stone from the same
quarry as the original, using 16th century techniques; but it's back, a symbol
of resurgence in Bosnia-Hertzegovina |
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Among my goals for Mostar was to have a cup of Bosnian coffee, which is
pretty much like Turkish coffee; the first cafe we went into, from which the
above shots were taken, only had European coffee (!); so, already buzzed up,
we moved on to the real thing |
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| Cafe Alma; they only have 3 tables; but kaffe is what they do |
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| Refreshing thought |
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| My coffee, includes water and a Turkish delight |
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The instruction by the Dan Akroyd look-alike was
informative and free |
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While we were there, they were roasting beans in this propane-fueled roaster,
made in Izmir |
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| Large misting fan; not needed this cool day |
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| Street scene |
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Just before you get to the bridge is the office of the divers' club, a confraternity
of those who dive for money; big tradition; we've seen it done in Oporto too |
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| Copper-beater; is he wearing a copper-beater shirt? |
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The bridge, with someone about to take the plunge (not to be continued since
I got distracted and missed the dive) |
