After Montenegro, we sleep one night in Bosnia to go to Dubrovnik. There, the landscapes are grandiose.
Near the city the coast is very beautiful. The fortress seems robust and picturesque. The enchantment disappears when we come closer. Tourists are poured by a parade of buses. It’s a shock for us after three weeks without any tourist. When we try to enter in the old town, we are stopped by stairs everywhere. While we think about what to do, we meet Beroï, a friend from Paris and his girlfriend. Incredible ! The world is really small ! We take a coffee and spend a good moment with them. Ten euros for four coffees ! More expensive than Paris !
In short, Dubrovnik is a touristic and expensive city. The buildings recently rebuilt are perfect, too perfect. They are not really authentic and fail to charm. None is striking. There are only restaurants and souvenir shops. A true museum-city not adapted for bicycle.
Our journey in Croatia ends in Marko’s house, a warmshower place. What character ! A big man of 77 years in overall who host regularly many travelers. Everybody stops here ! We meet also a Swiss couple traveling to Istanbul like us. Marko talk about past: “before in Yugoslavia, it was better”. It spends a great part of the evening to explain lot of things about Yugoslavia, religions, people, life… we could listen him all the night !