Between Bombs


Only a few months before the war in Syria started, I was cycling from Croatia towards this beautiful country. Mostly sleeping in my tent in nature, avoiding crowded cities and riding trough rural landscapes. People I have met on the road have definitely shaped the course of my life. From the familiar Croatian plains trough Serbian Đerdap canyon and cliffs; from sweet baba Rajka in Bulgarian villages to 100 year old lady on her death bed in Turkey; from scary wild dogs to peaceful desert camels and bedouins… There were countless memorable encounters during the whole trip. After two months of cycling I have finally reached the vast deserts of Syria.

Siniša Glogoški


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