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2005 BALKANS TOURBen Oostdam | 
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| I tried to forget my superstitions and woke up to the sibilant sounds of surf and swallows. I shaved, showered and did my laundry. Mandica served me breakfast on my porch: 6 sticks of fresh bread, butter and marmalade, a dishload of cheese and sausage, a soft-boiled egg, oranges from the tree below and coffee with milk and sugar. |
 Mandica and Boris Njiric |
The swallows sounded like a bunch of American schoolgirls and were not at all shy. I also met a gruffy 75 year old German who spent 7 months a year here for the last decade. |
 Natasha Njiric |
| Natasha and her sister Mariana, a Spanish teacher/guide, had already left for work. I packed, changed some Euros to kuna, and was taken to the bus stop for the 10:45 bus towards Split. |
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It was a comfortable feeling that I would return here for another two nights next week: like coming home! Less comfortable was the fact that several buses passed me without stopping. |
| In due course, however, a pleasant bus-driver took mercy on me and 180 kuna off me. He drove me past numerous sea sights all the way to my destination for this day and date: the town of STON, where I had reservations at Vila Koruna . It was here I planned to savor their famous oysters, possibly in the company of Simon and Verity, my New Zealand mates. |
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