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nya på svenska: Outside och RES
I was a bit interupted on the last occation I wrote so in order to sort this out I will continue now my finish my first love song to Balkan.
It has been some intense days here in Zagreb, the people I have met, friends of Dube (my friends wifes cousin) and fiends of Filip, her boyfriend were all warm hearted and brilliant. And very generous. They have been treating me like royalty here in the city and I will linger on these memories when the rain pours down on me (the forecast is not too bright for the next few days). I feel I did not thank all of them enough so I would like to do that now, thank you! Hope you read it!
I ended up staying an extra night since we had an evening/night in town. Starting at a lounge in Lake city we soon moved into town and the Sokol club, dancing to balkan pop. I think I was smiling pretty much all of the time and though I might have been the only guy dancing in the place, no not quite, but it is quite different the way the Guys tend to stand in a ring around the dancing girls most of the night.
There is something about the smiles and the mentality that makes this place wonderful. I was doing some shopping for the trip, getting some food, stocking up on things for the road. In the line for the register an old lady was ahead of me and behind me a man, quite tall with a bottle of expensive oliveoil in his hand a a couple of itams in the basket. Ths old lady packed her things slowely, not really in a hurry and when she was going to pay she wanted to pay some of the amount in coins. This caused a wave of smiles throughout the line as the old lady was digging trough her purse, handing up one coin after the other. Enormously slow. Finally, the girl behind the register, after seeing the sort of smile the tall guy next to me gave her, just nicked one bill from the old lady and paid with this. The old lady did not object, I guess she thought it was worth trying to get rid of the coins but she could not be bothered to fight for it.
Now I’m heading south to Plitvička for the night and then further to the east to enter Bosnia and in some three or four days I think I should have conqured the hills and entered Sarajevo. Until then – bok!
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