So we were in Bosnia, but a Serbian enclave was just down the road that is not on any of our maps. His son was a Serbian border guard and he received his pension in Serbian Dinars. Total verr\u00fcckt, voastehst mi?<\/em> His son (and also his nephew) had fought in the war for 3 years.<\/p>\n Eventually we said Good Bye and cycled on – slightly tipsy – but soon had to stop at a Serbian border check-point. Ah, we were entering the enclave! Nope, we were leaving it, we learned. A few kilometers further – a Bosnian check-point. Now we were in Bosnia proper, finally. Oh, and the Serbian flag was hanging from quite a few flag poles in Bosnia. Total verr\u00fcckt do, voastehst mi?<\/em><\/p>\n Another climb, another down-hill section, another grand canyon. The Balkans are really, really beautiful…<\/p>\n We left Bosnia and Herzegovina in the late afternoon for Serbia – again. This time it was expected, though. We are in Mokra Gora, a couple of kilometers from the border.<\/p>\n Cycled: 64km<\/p>\n There was more rain last night but the morning promised a sunny day. We continued on the road to Bosnia and Herzegovina, mostly down-hill. At some random junction we stopped to check the GPS and were quite surprised to see … Continue reading ![\"Somewhere](\"https:\/\/onmytodd.org\/wp-uploads\/2013\/05\/Screenshot-20130508-181943.png\")
Somewhere along R114 - Mokra Gora<\/span><\/span><\/a> <\/div> <\/div> Little scorpion<\/span><\/span><\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> "Border Police" - "Donated by EU"<\/span><\/span><\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"