Mostar club maddness

So Rich and I? We like stayed out until like 2? And then we like, were so late for the bus? We had to run, and we're so hung over ...



Ok, that wasn't us, but it seemed to have happened to some kids who were on our bus from Mostar to Dubrovnik. And I have embellished, they were British, not valley girls. Rich and I stayed out until a whopping 9:30 on our second night in Mostar. How quickly a routine develops. We scope out the town on our first evening, Rich agonizes over which resturant to eat at, while I keep saying "oh, this looks good, let's eat here!" Rich then comes up with one of his many reasons why that resturant is surely inferior to ten other resturants that may be around the corner and are vastly better. I teased him that there is one big kitchen under Mostar with pnuematic tubes delivering the food (I think that was in an Augustine Burroughs book, referring to Chinese food in NYC, and our friend Naomi claims it about the Indian resturants on a street in NYC, minus the pnuematic tubes.)

Rich has resturant radar. I don't. I wanted the one that had the cutest stray cats slinking around the tables. Or the one that is closest to where I am standing. So, we circle and circle and circle, and end up going back to the second one we saw. It's kind of like what happened on family camping trips when I was young. Dad would drop off a child at each possible campsite as he drove through the campground, to save the spot. You'd sit on the picnic table and wait, and wait, and wait. Eventually the station wagon or Chevy Surburban would come back and we'd set up camp, or a sibling would come back to fetch you. But, every campsite must be viewed and judged compared to the other sites. Wait a minute, Rich does that too.

As much as I tease him, Rich does have good resturant radar. He usually settles on a good one, and Mostar was no exception. Veal Kabobs while sitting on a terrace above a creek burbling down to the river, a swirling symphony of bats wheeling overhead. Perfection.

Mostar is quickly becoming a tourist destination/Disney-fied version of itself. The rebuilt bridge has launched a slew of new resturants and clubs. Bus loads of tourists arrive morning noon and evening, but most leave before nightfall, leaving the town a little emptier. New clubs and bars opening up. All in all, a fascinating place and well worth a visit.