{"id":7866,"date":"2013-08-29T00:04:36","date_gmt":"2013-08-29T00:04:36","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2019-04-16T12:37:25","modified_gmt":"2019-04-16T12:37:25","slug":"in-which-i-spend-all-day-on-a-train-croatia-to-bosnia-html-d1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/laughfrodisiac.com\/2013\/08\/29\/in-which-i-spend-all-day-on-a-train-croatia-to-bosnia-html-d1\/","title":{"rendered":"In Which I Spend All Day on a Train: Croatia to Bosnia"},"content":{"rendered":"
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<\/span><\/a>Zagreb’s train station<\/span><\/span> <\/p>\n <\/span><\/a>Smokers’ Alley<\/span><\/span> <\/p>\n We stopped about 4 times, for at least 30 minutes each, for border crossing and passport checks. NB: It was frightening as hell when one patrol officer took our passports and left our carriage. Luckily, it was just to get them stamped in the little office off the side of the tracks, but before he returned them to us I had already imagined the train leaving, the renegade Bosnian selling two American passports, <\/p><\/div>\n
The train journey actually began with an hour-long bus to Sisak train station, which was delayed about 40 minutes because we waited for a train from Germany to arrive. (This is a good thing – those aboard the train would have otherwise missed their only ride to Sarajevo.)<\/div>\n <\/hr>\n