Bosnia

Putting Croatia in the rear view mirror(s), I headed into Bosnia and Herzegovina. I theorize that Franz Ferdinand actually shot himself because the traffic in Sarajevo is so bad.

I didn't do a good job taking photos in B&H, but I've started to chronicle the damage inflicted on the bike. As the patchwork of dents and scuffs inevitably grows, I think it will make a nice memento. I had my first proper spill in Bosnia, when I swerved to avoid an aggressive dog in the rain. Fortunately I wasn't going very fast, and I am perfectly fine (as is the psychotic canine). After about 30 minutes of knocking some pieces back into place, a broken turn signal was the only damage done. Fortunately nobody uses those things here anyway.