Day 21 – spending a day full of experiences with two strangers at Kravice Waterfall

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Having arranged the receiving of the car at 9 at the tourism office that rented us the car, we wanted to first purchase some food for the expedition. A bit stressed as we realised it was Sunday, they luckily had their food-store open on Sundays. I filled in the contract form, still being less than 21. What a surprise when Morgen showed up with a fourth person, in the name of Sami, 32 from Bristol, that he had met the night before at his hostel. The guy from the office had his birthday the night before and as a big fan of Bayern-Münich, someone had made him a huge “bayern-münich”-cake, with their logo.



Against all expectations, we could find Kravice Waterfalls quite easily, following the office’s guy’s instructions. From Mostar, you follow the street direction Medugorje or Trebizat. I think it was Trebizat. Once in this town, you turn right after the bridge and turn right one more time following “Studenci”, direction Ljubjunski and after about 10 kilometers, you will see on your left an indication saying “Kravice”. You pay 2 KM for the parking and 4 KM for the entrance fee. (See maps)



Once arrived to the falls themselves, after a 3 minutes-walk, we asked us how to reach the other side without swimming in that cold water. Having no other possibily but to swim, we left our stuff with Sami, not wanting to experience the fresh Bosnian water of Trebizat river. The place was beautiful, if you can imagine the waterfall without the yellow umbrellas of the café. I don’t understand why, they bought that café, right in front of the waterfalls. There is no need to, they could have made one by the parking. Touristically a big architectural mistake!



It was really cold! We even climb up the huge stones to get right under the falls. Such an incredible feeling. You could feel the wind coming from the strength of the water, you could hear the massive music of the water. I think I will recall this image forever. Before going further to Pocitelj, our next stop, we had a drink on the terrace.



Pocitelj is a very old village, built by nobody-knows-who, and nobody-knows-when, fortified by the romans and used as a fortification during the wars. There was a nice view from the top of the fortress. Next stop was Blagaj, where you can marvel at smaller Waterfalls and a derwish house.



Back to Mostar, we decided all to get a shower and then meet again for diner. With some other guys coming from the Haag, Düsseldorf, etc, we actually first went to the old destroyed building our host had also told us to go to. Problem was, I had planned to go for dinner and had my long black skirt on with ballerinas. I had wished to look nice for once… You first had to climb because there was no door. Beeing the only woman in that expedition, the boys helped me for sure and nobody looked from to near because my boyfriend was there. Luckily! There were glas pieces covering the floor everywhere. The building had ten levels and a scale – new challenge for me and my long skirt – and you could finally get to the rooftop. Even if we missed the sunset, the view was absolutely stunning. That feeling you get when you stand on the rooftop of a huge ruin, where you are not supposed to be, without any barriers able to protect you from falling, is incredible.



We learned how to say hello. « Dobredan” and thank you “vala” in bosniac.



After eating a pizza all together, we followed to street that used to be play the role of frontier between bostian Mostar (Islamic) and Croatian Mostar (catholic).

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