Monthly Archives: June 2018

The church is packed. I happened upon a mass in German, which is fitting (coincidental? inspired by God?) I guess. If I was here with Patience we would have dipped our fingers in the holy water, and she would have … Continue reading →

I think knowledge versus entertainment is the dialectic I’ve been thinking about recently. At the oceanside restaurant there was seating at shared tables. A Philippino-American woman compared notes with a couple from Singapore who enjoyed Mostar. “What is there to … Continue reading →

In all this no help was to be had from the Yugoslav Embassy, which was still royalist, though Ambassador Simić and his small staff had declared themselves for Marshal Tito. Formally respected, they were in fact more insignificant and accordingly … Continue reading →

I am delighted to see the Adriatic again, and at the same time Split is absolutely dominated by the passengers from these behemoths. The streets are all full of tourists. Businesses exist for the tourists. Restaurants and bars charge several … Continue reading →

The hotel is a converted car dealership in a light industrial area, up a pot-holed access road between warehouses and shipping companies. The only people I have seen so far are the receptionist and a cleaning lady. Mine has been … Continue reading →

The Šaran pit

Guardian: Philip Alston, the UN special rapporteur who acts as a watchdog on extreme poverty around the world, has issued a withering critique of the state of America today. … Americans now live shorter and sicker lives than citizens of … Continue reading →

Yes! Radical Croatian historians! I was so happy to read several of these placards that I got tears in my eyes. I spoke with one of the docents for a while. She said they’ve had money for a new building … Continue reading →