Encounter in the Balkans

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Anne, Régis and their red Volkswagen

In Croatia, we experienced some mechanical issues. A crack appeared on the frame of one of our sidecars. This problem forced us to stop and to find a welder. As it was Sunday, we had to wait the next day for getting a workshop nearby open.

Therefore, we started the quest to find a place for pitching up the tent  and we founded the “Autocamp Radjonj” in Tusilovic. We were not welcomed by the owner, but by Anne and Régis, a retired couple from Lyon (East of France). They were traveling with a beautiful brand new red Volkswagen Transporter.

Once the greetings done, Régis, an experienced traveler, coaxed us by offering a chilled Pastis (a traditional alcohol from South of France). His technic worked perfectly. As he said : “I have travelled for a long time, I know we are not missing a lot of things, but you cannot resist to ta good Pastis because this treasure is only from our place.”

We passed our afternoon doing some services on the sidecars and tightening some bolts. Then we tried to find, without success, a swimming spot at the river nearby. Unfortunately, the grass was too high and restricted the access.

The camping owner arrived at the beginning of the night. Absent due to the hospitalisation of his son, he offered some shots of a homemade spirit for celebrating his good medical results. 

A storm appeared at the pre-dinner drink time, we found refuge under a shelter where we shared some peanuts and beers on the picnic table. A fox came around, looking for some food and a dry place to stay. Once the torrential rain ended, Anne and Regis joined us for sharing another drink. We spent the night sharing our respective travel stories and our favorite spots.

The next morning, the grass was still covered with dew, we shared the breakfast with Anne and Régis. We enjoyed their homemade jam and they showed us proudly their traveling toaster working on their gas camping stove. The apogee of this lush breakfast was the salted butter from their fridge. Some stuff that can only been acquired after many years spent on the road…