Good morning Mostar

Well I got my first night's sleep, which might be surprising given the whole ordeal in getting here but then maybe that's why. Every cloud had a silver lining. We took our time getting up and being here one morning, like Kotor, we don't get much time to appreciate the environment around the apartment. But this was the view, which we had a few seconds to soak up. The old Mostar bridge is just behind these houses, a stone's throw. We met with the guy from last night (I should try harder to get names) and he confirmed that the last bus in the afternoon was 1pm and then one at 11pm. Neither was practical. However, he did come back with a taxi price which was actually reasonable and not much more than three bus tickets, which didn't really make sense. The buses are overpriced or the taxis are very cheap in Mostar. We decided to book it. It meant we could have a whole day in Mostar.