Gacko

The day starts very warm, the sun burns and the 800 m ascent to Nevesinje combined with the previous evening's heavy meat platter kills one of us who hitch-hikes the last bit on the back of a lorry. In Nevesinje we get a relieving thunderstorm with a little bit of rain which this area was longing for for so long! Our following route to Gacko follows beautiful curves through forests and plains on higher altitudes with good air. But Gacko smells like shit because of its ancient coal power plant. No people around. We get decent food in the one and only good restaurant though. At night the town reveals some friendly creatures walking on the streets. Funny.

Underneath great stars in the sky we continue some kilometers to the artificial shore of lake Klinje wich is used as water reservoir for the power plant's turbines. Not super sexy but the water is crystal-clear! I take a midnight swim and meet two Serbs who are from Gacko but are studying in Novi Sad, Serbia. While I dry in the night's wind they tell me interesting insights about this Yugoslavia thing which is pretty difficult to grasp for us non-involved Europeans. Yet another opinion which helps me to fill my puzzle about Bosnia and Herzegovina and the surrounding nations. This night is again well-interrupted by shitty cars passing nearby. In the morning we realize that we slept right at the tourist view point and probably made it into every visitor's Instagram story :pRead more