Udbina to Gracac Croatia
The ride from Udbina to Gracac was at times a tough ride. The main reason being the weather. It can be very windy up in the mountains that are close to Bosnia, and that is exactly what I was feeling that day. Also, there are very few cars on the road, so you definitely feel like you are out there in the middle of nowhere. But sure enough, the maps that I had and the road signs were always helpful and kept me sane.
Once I arrived in Gracac, I had no idea what to do, so per usual, I stepped into a small coffee shop. This coffee shop was not too big, but it had some serious action going on inside. There were several friendly people who were interested in what it was that I was up to. I told them my story, and they were still in a state of disbelief for a while.
As it turns out, the family who owned the coffee shop invited me to spend the night at their house, which I accepted. Gracac is a small village, maybe a few thousand people. There is a school in Gracac, and there is a mix of Croatians and Serbs living there as well. The family that I stayed with was most definitely Croatian, and they showed me all kinds of pictures from the war that happened in their country just a few years prior. I learned that not only men were involved directly in the war, but the women were too.
I had a great time with this family in Gracac, Croatia, and I hope to see them again. They really made the trip very memorable. There house down on the river as you can see in the movies was pretty cool, and the bbq we had was great.