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Wir kletterten über die Reling des Arka Barka. Fünf Minuten später stieg Tica die Landungsbrücke hinab, der glorreiche Mitorganisator des abendlichen Konzerts und Sänger und Gitarrist von Manisent i Mentalnost. Er schien unter der Last der Verantwortung zusammenzubrechen und ich bot ihm erstmal ein Bier an. Anstatt jedoch beim Technik reintragen zu helfen fuhr ich lieber mit Nora und Selma Kerzen und Bier kaufen. Hinterm Hotel Jugoslavija links. Als wir zurückkamen war bereits alles aufgebaut. Das Floss hatte mit der Vorderseite an der schmalen Terrasse des Hostels geparkt, was die Bänds dazu zwang sich irgendwie hintereinander aufzustellen auf ca. 2,50 mal 4 meter. Rechts auf unserer Sitzbank hatten wir unsere Grablichtsammlung aufgebaut und entzündet, was wie ich später erfuhr, zu rauchvergiftungsähnlichen Bewusstseinszuständen bei den Bänds führte. We climbed over the
railing of the Arka Barka. Five minutes later Tica descended down the gangway,
the glorious co-organizer of the evening concert and singer and
guitarist of Manisent i Mentalnost. He seemed to collapse under the
burden of responsibility and I offered him a beer at first. However,
rather than to offer carrying the technical stuff inside, I drove with
Nora and Selma to buy candles and beer. Behind Hotel Jugoslavija, to
the left. When we returned everything was already established. The raft
had parked with the front on the narrow terrace of the hostel, what
forced the bands to place themselves on about 2.50 times 4 meters.
Right on our bench, we had our grave light collection installed and lighted, what had caused states of smoke poisoning in
the bands, how i later found out.
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An Obrenovac waren wir glatt vorbeigerauscht, es war einfach zu dunkel. Da eine laute Strasse, das Südufer vergällte, parkten wir an der Baricka Ada, einem grillenreichen, verwilderten Ufer. An Land zu gehen erschien hier unmöglich. einfach zu schlammig, also ankerten wir. Abends zog noch schnell ein Gewitter in einiger Entfernung vorbei, uns Angst einzujagen. Rückwärts nach Obrenovac wollten wir nicht mehr, also liessen wir uns am morgen einfach weitertreiben, an der Insel vorbei. Wir waren bei Km 18 angelangt, nur noch 8 Flusskilometer bis zur Ada Ciganlija, der grossen Save-Insel, die den Anfang von Novi Beograd markiert. Weiter trieben wir nun häufiger an Industrieanlagen und Brücken vorbei, an Heizkraftwerken und Schiffstankstellen. Viele dieser Orte waren 1999 Ziele der Nato-Angriffe gewesen. Gegen Nachmittag waren wir hungrig und am rechten Ufer kamen uns nun häufiger kleine Städte wie Umka und Ostruznica entgegen. In letzterem Ort sahen wir nun ein Restoran, ein früheres Zollhaus an der Grenze zwischen türkischem und austroungarischen Einflussbereich. Dort probierte ich zur Abwechslung mal wieder Fischsuppe und kaltes Bier. Irgendwie hatte das frühe Aufstehen der letzten Tage doch an der Substanz gezehrt und wir zogen uns bald in die Schlafgemächer zurück. Am nächsten morgen wurde schnell die minimalistisch eingerichtete Pekara Ostruznicas aufgesucht, Brot gab es, dann mussten noch die Plakate für das ja bereits heut abend stattfindende Konzert mit Manisent i Mentalnost, Multietnička Atrakcija und Strašni Haremski Čuvari
gemalt werden, war nur noch 15 km bis zum Konzertort, dem ArkaBarka, gegen 18 Uhr wollten wir ankommen. Obrenovac to Belgrade - last curves
We were rushed smoothly beyond Obrenovac, it was simply too dark. As a
noisy street malfunctioned the southern bank, we parked at the Baricka
Ada, a bank full of cicades and desolation. To go ashore here seemed
impossible. simply too muddy, so we anchored. Evening drew even more
quickly a thunderstorm at some distance past, to make us afraid. To go
back to Obrenovac, we no longer wanted, so we just drifted further on
in the morning, along the island and beyond. We had arrived at Km 18,
only 8 kilometers to Ada Ciganlija, the big island in Sava, which marks
the beginning of Novi Beograd. Next we drove more frequently along factories, power plants, bridges and ship petrol stations. Many of
these places have been goals of the NATO attacks in 1999. Towards afternoon, we were hungry and on the right bank drifted by more
small towns like Umka and Ostruznica. In the latter city, we
saw now a Restaurant, a former customs house on the border between
Turkish and austro-hungarian sphere of influence. I then tried again
for a change, fish soup and cold beer. Somehow, the early rising in
recent days, had eaten on our substance and we escaped quickly into the
sleeping rooms. The next morning quickly i visited the Pekara of
Ostruznica, minimalist shop that was, they had some bread. Then still
the posters for the concert with Manisent i Mentalnost, Multietnička
Atrakcija and Strašni Haremski Čuvari had to be painted, it was only 15
km left, it should start around 6pm at ArkaBarka, we wanted to arrive.
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Sremska Mitrovica was left through the notorious bridge. Weather was doing fine, after some river kilometers we saw an obscure object in the distance. As we came closer it turned out to be the sunken german army boat from first world war, that the Capetane in Mitrovica already had mentioned. Some raft was anchoring next to it and a small beach was around it. The people who were on the raft waved at us and asked if we had beer to share with them. We decided to stop, though we had none. They were there on holiday, fishing, their children and one young female black dog with them. They invited us for Rakija and local sausage, what we werent able to reject. And on we drifted, next stop should have been Drenovac, but we could make it only to Jarak, a village easily to identify from the river, with a fish restoran looking down from a hill. We wanted to leave next day, but then it started to rain heavily, and we sunk into a kind of sundaily trance (though it wasnt sunday), eating pancakes drinking kava. The owner of the mentioned restoran looked friendly at our adventure and invited us for a big pot of fish paprika soup, local favourite. In the afternoon we decided to leave and finally landed in some settlement consisting mostly of weekend houses near Sabac, where we spent the night. Next morning we went on while rain was still pouring on our small cottage. Close to Sabac there were some low waters what hadnt happened to us for some while. We stopped near the ruins of the old turkish Kamicak, a former castle of medieval times. There it came to our minds that something was missing, we had forgotten the anchor... I went back by bicycle, passing some interesting cottages on the banks, which were mostly built on stilts with very individual architectural styles. The anchor was still in place where we left it and we could explore Sabac, which stretches itself away from Sava...
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Nach zwei Uebernachtungen im Grenzgebiet zwischen Brcko und Sremska Mitrovica, wo es nicht viele Doerfer am Fluss gab, zumeist Wochenendhaeuser, haben wir jetzt die ueberraschend angenehme Grenzkontrolle nach Serbien hinter uns. Von seiten der Grenzbehoerde in Brcko ist es verboten, zwischen Brcko und Mitrovica an Land zu gehen, aber wir trafen dennoch einige gastfreundliche Menschen, natuerlich ohne jemals das Land auch nur annaehernd zu betreten. After two nights in the border area between Brcko and Sremska Mitrovica, where there are not many villages close to the river, mostly weekend houses, now we have passed the border control, which was surprisingly friendly. The border authority in Brcko does not allow to land on the river banks in between Brcko and Mitrovica, as it is border area, but we met some great hospitality there, off course without ever set one foot on any embankment. In der Kapetanija, der Schiffahrtsbehoerde wurde uns Kaffee serviert und die Leute von der Behoerde waren erfreulich unbuerokratisch. Sie zeigten uns Bilder von aehnlichen Reisenden, die ihre Grenze zuvor passiert hatten. Nun liegen wir am Stadtstrand vor Anker. In the Kapetanija, the shipping authority they served us coffee and the people of the authority were luckily nonbureaucratic. They showed us pictures of other Travellers on rafts, that had passed the border before. Now we are at the town beach, anchoring.
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Heike L., Domaljevac, 15/08/08. Diesmal fahren wir nachts. Wenn auch nur 50 Meter. Morgens um ca. 3Uhr. Leinen los, der Motor springt nicht an, also manövrieren wir uns mit Staken und den Seilen an den 3 Ruderbooten vorbei, in eine kleine windsichere Bucht, aus der wir hoffen, nicht bei dem sich anbahnenden Sturm herausgepustet zu werden. Diese gelingt! Nicht einfach so – sondern weil wir die Seitenplanen dismal oben lassen, sie also nicht als lautstarke Segel arbeiten, der Wind irgendwann, so gegen 5 Uhr nachlässt, und es dann anfängt zu regnen. So stehen wir in dieser Nacht ca. 4 Mal auf, Plane rauf, Plane runter, Plane neu befestigen, eine Seitenplane dann die andere…bis auf Isa, die wundert sich liegend, ob der vielen Aufregung um sie herum. Schlafdefizit. Wir schlafen bis ca. 12Uhr. Verlustfeststellung nach Ausschlafen: großer blauer Kochtopf, leere Bierdosen, Rost für Gaskocher, Fisch über Feuer gebraten am Abend. "Es war ein Fehler ihn nicht gegessen zu haben." Hilmar.
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Bojan P., Laktasi, 18/07/08 (SMS).
Ihres Glueck macht mir auch Glueck, ich komm sobald, und wenn ich recht verstanden hab, dann seid ihr in diesem Augenblick schon da.
Tomislav N., Davor, 03/08/08
Wohnung in Srbac / Arbeiten in Österreich / kommt aus Davor - Geburtsort / Verheiratet mit Frau aus Srbac – im Urlaub immer in Sava in davor baden – vor 20Jahren Vrbas Schwarz von Fabriken, nun ist sie klar / Sava wird immer schmutziger / Leute sorgen sich z.T., dass sie Schaden nehmen könnten – er nicht er wird immer zur Sava zurückkehren / ich frage ihn nach einem Satz / was ist besonders / was vermisst er à alles sagt er, es ist der Ort seiner Geburt, wo er aufgewachsen ist, seiner Familie und Freunde – sein Sohn (ca.13Jahre) kommt hinzu – etwas Besonderes?
Esben F., Bos. Kobas, 07/08/08
SAVA SOUP:
Sava soup med aeg og boenner alle vil have skovl fuld suppe prv suppen er saa laekker fuld af omme plastic flasker hjemme plukke svampe og TAM reservedele saa goran or virkelig dagens mand og gaessene fra krot
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Von dem Stadtstrand von Orasje entfernte sich das Floss mit einem Dreiergespann Schwimmerinnen, die es zogen. Unter der Grenzbruecke hindurch ging es eine tiefe und breite Sava entlang. Nicht viel Besiedlung entlang der Ufer war sichtbar. Wir tuckerten mit Motor wie man einen Rasenmaeher ueber ein sehr endloses Grundstueck schiebt, langgestreckte Kurven. Irgendwann abends winkte uns rechterhand ein einladendes Waldhaeuschen, doch wir konnten uns nicht schnell genug entschliessen. So ging es immer weiter, doch das angestrebte Vucilovac wollte einfach nicht auftauchen. Irgendwann wurde es dunkel und wir entschieden uns, das erste mal im Fluss zu ankern. Es erwies sich als einfacher als wir dachten und wir verbrachten eine schoene ruhige Nacht unter den Sternen, bis wir frueh von einer Motorsaege geweckt wurden, niemals ohne Zivilisation. Wir trieben weiter und erreichten einige lange Kurven spaeter Brcko, wo ein anderes Hausfloss auf uns zusteuerte. Es handelte sich um einen Freund von Vlado, unseres Helfers aus Banja Luka. Wir vertauten die Floesse aneinander und sprachen ueber Brcko und wurden zu Kaffee und Bier eingeladen. Brcko ist schoen gelegen, eine alte muslimische Stadt mit serbischen, kroatischen, muslimischen und vermutlich auch ethnienlosen Bewohnern, die nach dem Krieg wegen ihrer strategisch wichtigen Lage und ihrer Geschichte als Stadt mit Bewohnern vielerlei Herkunft einen besonderen Status zugesprochen bekam.
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Bosanski Brod - many houses in the centar of the town seem like shot down. investment ruins are next to ruins from war and victims of floods. The town stretches along the embankment, in comparison with Slavonski Brod on the croatian side it appears quite like a village. The raft stops at a small garden estate. It is to late for buying bread, so we buy 10 small pieces of bakery...
Bosanski Brod. Viele Haeuser im Stadtkern wirken wie erschossen. Investitionsruinen wechseln sich ab mit Kriegsruinen und Ueberschwemmungsopfern ab. Die Stadt zieht sich entlang der Uferpromenade, wirkt im Vergleich zu Slavonski Brod auf kroatischer Seite wie ein langgestrecktes Dorf. Das Floss haelt bei einem huebschen Kleingarten. Es ist zu spaet zum Brotkauf und wir kaufen zehn Gebaeckstuecke, nachdem wir bemerken, dass sie allesamt mit Schinken gefuellt sind nochmal acht mit Kaese, die Baeckerin erfreut sich des unverhofften abendlichen Andrangs auf ihr Gebaeck...
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Samac – a strange place, therefore exiting. City of Harbour,
three new build churches (mosque, serbian-orthodox, catholic), pubs named
Marilyn or Tweety, and in between lots of sport-bet-saloons or play-game-shops.
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Liebe Freunde und Freundinnen, dear friends 
Heute, am 14.August sind wir fuer einen Tag in Bosanska Samac (Flusskilometer 307, gezaehlt wird rueckwaerts bis nach Belgrad) und werden morgen nach Domaljevac weiterfahren.Zur Zeit sind wir sieben Leute auf dem Floss. Franziska, Heike, Hilmar, Isabel, Nora, Selma und Stephan. Esben aus Kopenhagen ist vor ein paar Tagen abgereist und Veco aus Zagreb konnte wegen buerokratischen Schwierigkeiten leider nicht zu uns stossen. today, 14th of august, we make a one day research and internet stop in Bosanski Samac. Still 307 kilometers left to the mouth of the Danube in Belgrade
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while the girls were going by raft from bosanski kobaš to dubočac,we stayed in kobaš, because esben was painting a picture on a caffe bar. we sat there, drinking turska kava and watched the progress that the picture, someone cooking sava soup, made... 
At 1pm the prayer was held in the mosque next to the caffe bar. I took a look inside and came to talk to one elderly man, who had worked in Frankfurt in Germany. I understood the mosque fell to ruins during the war and was newly built, but the islamic community in kobaš being one of the oldest in the north of bosnia. there is a written history but it is not yet published. the community is some 600 years old. the oldest grave stones have arabic letters, they are formed like steles, called nisans. They told the story of one of the oldest graves, where a very bad man was said to be buried. There is a tale, that the man left the grave several times after being buried. At 6pm we left kobaš on the road to dubočac, but eventually lost our way in the darkness and somehow ended up in derwenta... on the way we were invited for beer on a farm by the wayside. it turned out they were on holiday from sweden, where the family had moved to, so they could speak with esben who knows some swedish. The talk turned into a funny explanation of different fish in the Sava and how to catch them...
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We felt the effects of Sava being a border shortly after splaving round the corner from Vrbas into Sava. We stopped for 3 hours at the riverbank of Davor, at a local border crossing point in Croatia. We met Veco, a friend from Zagreb who wanted to join our trip. While some kids used the Splav as the new pool equipment and enjoyed it as spring board, two of us talked closemouthed to the border police (another boundary is the language barrier). Unfortunately we were neither allowed to stay nor picking Veco up! 
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Yesterday, on tuesday 29th, our raft has finally started for the first part of the trip down the Vrbas river, from Kukulje Skela to Srbac. We were accompanied by Rastko, one of the ferry men of Kukulje ferry house. He guided us through the difficult (the water level was quite low) first miles of the river, driving the raft through obstacles like broken trees and low waters like the captain Ahab in the Hollywood version of Moby Dick, who is always spotting the mysterious whale. Some trees had to be driven over, as we were a bit unused to the steering of the raft. At one time I lost balance and fell into the river, but, as mentioned before, the water level was very low. Rastko left us in Razboj, after the most difficult part of the river. There we were welcomed by Danka from the tourist office of Srbac, who came with her sister and children and pleased us with many presents... The final part of the trip was more easy to navigate and finally we arrived at 8 pm in Srbac where we landed at some beach at the end of Vrbaska Ulica.
Unser Floss ist gestern, am Dienstag dem 29.7. zum ersten Abschnitt unserer Reise vom Faehrhaus in Kukulje nach Srbac losgefahren, immer die Vrbas hinab. Rastko begleitete uns, der Faehrmann aus Kukulje. Er navigierte uns durch die schwierigen ersten Kilometer des Flusses (niedriger Wasserstand) und lenkte das Floss durch Hindernisse wie Baumstaemme und flache Stellen wie Kaeptn Ahab in der Hollywoodverfilmung von Moby Dick, der immer nach dem geheimnisvollen Wal Ausschau haelt. Einige Baeume mussten ueberfahren werden, weil wir anfangs noch nicht so vertraut mit der Steuerung waren. An einer Stelle verlor ich das Gleichgewicht und fiel in den Fluss, aber wie gesagt, das Wasser war sehr niedrig. Rastko verliess uns in Razboj, nach dem schwierigsten Abschnitt des Flusses. Dort wurden wir von Danka (von der Tourist information in Srbac) erwartet, sie hatte auch ihre Schwester nebst Kindern dabei und ueberhaeufte uns mit Geschenken... Der letzte Teil der Reise war leichter zu navigieren und wir erreichten schliesslich um 8 Uhr abends Srbac, wo wir an einer Uferbank am Ende der Vrbaska Ulica anlandeten.
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 Nachrichten aus einem Nirgendwo in der Naehe Kukuljes
Der alte Mann, der neben mir auf dem Skelett des Flosses sitzt, das wir bauen, hat bis ungefaehr 1972 auf Baustellen in Deutschland gearbeitet und zog dann wieder nach Jugoslawien. Er zieht ruhig an seiner Zigarette und gibt ein paar Ratschlaege bezueglich der Holzverbindungen des Flosses. Es ist so heiss, dass wir fuenfmal am Tag im Fluss schwimmen gehen muessen. Der Fluss ist die Vrbas, deren Quelle irgendwo in den bosnischen Bergen liegt und die in Srbac, einer Grenzstadt zu Kroatien in die Save fliesst. The old man sitting beside me on the skeleton of the wooden raft that we are building was working on construction sites in Germany until about 1972 when he moved back to Yugoslavia. He gives some advice about the connection of the wooden beams and silently smokes his cigarette. The temperature is so hot, that we have to go swimming five times a day. The river is the Vrbas, its source somewhere in the bosnian mountains, joining the Sava river near Srbac, a border town to croatia. Die anderen aelteren Maenner, die sich oefter in der Naehe unseres Bauorts aufhalten (einem alten Faehrplatz mit einer Holzfaehre nahe Kukulje) helfen uns oft. Da ist der Faehrmann, der uns den Strom aus dem Faehrhaus liefert, der Mann, der in der Dorfkirche die Glocke laeutet und weitere Passanten. The other old men which are often around our construction site (an old ferry point with a wooden ferry near Kukulje) are also helping us frequently. There is the ferryman, who delivers us the electricity from his ferry house, then the man, who rings the bell at the local church and other passing locals.
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If you wanna visit us: from BANJA LUKA you have to go to LAKTASI - in LAKTASI go right after the first traffic light to SRBAC; the building place is CLOSE TO KUKULJE at the SKELA (FAIRY) by bus: (daily until 19 o´clock) the bus starts behind the post and at the bus station in Banja Luka; take that one to SRBAC; close to KUKULJE get of at the SKELA; then follow the signs see U! 
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again here -hardrockcafe-because of wirelesslan-me and my bad english-news are: Espen, a guy from denmark arrived and is now a member of our group-his birthday today-----we bought the wood for the raft - we bought the barrels today - tomorrow we can start to construct -- must buy nails, screws, some tools and stuff, hope hilmar and stephan will bring tents so we can sleep on the river. cook on the river. work on/with the river. the sketch will become reality--------
at the end of our tour we will produce a publication, yesterday we spoke with the chief og petar kocic foundation, he would edit a bilangual version of our book-----you can read about us on http://www.banjalukaonline.com/vijest_p_218432.html -----hugs and kisses, yours: n.
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WER WO WIE WANN WAS WARUM
WHO WHERE HOW WHEN WHAT WHY
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Five girls in Banja Luka, together again, yesterday Isa, me /Nora/ and my daughter Selma arrived, Heike last Friday. We saw a nice green place where we can build our raft, near Laktasi, 25 kilometers in the north of Banja Luka / we have a liitle red car borrowed from Mikki, who lives here, that makes some things easier, e.g. our visitings on the river, to find a part of the Vrbas without so many stones, deep enough for the raft. Isobel, born in Banja Luka, lives in U.S.A, will join us in august and help us with the language! as soon as possible we will change our place: from the little flat downtown to the river to start start start. before we have to organize the wood, barrels, tools, but we are close closer closest. On Friday Hilmar and Stephan will arrive. We are in a rush, only 15days left. see you. more news fots news the next days. // greetings from here /
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I finally managed by myself to register at the foreign affairs office of Banja Luka. of course first i was sent to the very wrong end of the line, like for car registration;-) but than a polite lady guided me through the jungle of MUB, asking more than 5 people, to a police officer who didn't even manage to figure out from which country my passport is…he was like: Austria? Netherlands? And I was like no nemačka..but at the end I had to pay two convertible marks and got this little white paper with the stamp. and so i stopped being afraid that the same like two years ago in croatia will happen to me again (because there they nearly put us to jail because of having no registration and trying to escape the rain in a barn..) I learned some new expressions I really like: Nema više - no more hajde - come on može - ok, alright ispod crte- under the line sve u redu - it`s alright Hlana- Watermelon pola- half videčemo- we`ll see I mean I`m still so far away from speaking the local language but at least i`ve the impression my listening comprehension is getting better...and i learned how to cook myself turkish coffee. still it tastes really different from the ones you can get in a very few of the bunch of cafe-places in Banja Luka..they say one has to go to Sarajevo for the real coffee experience.. and i loaned dejans old bike and i can start going along the vrbas to check out a place where to build the raft and to start the trip. i think i`m going on sunday because during the week, even if its mostly just one date per day, or maybe like one offical and one more private everything takes always more time..sometimes i call first and than they say, call me again in two hours,or "oh he extended his holidays for a few days.. " and than when i call again: okay lets met in three hours.. even if we settled a date for ten in the morning.. but of course its just an example in general the people are always before me on our meeting points.maybe they think germans are always in time- well i`m mostly five minutes late... yesterday i met jadranko, he studies fine arts in belgrade and i think he`s really connected in Banja Luka, even if he`s not living here anymore, and zelimir, he´s going to be an architect and is doing a weekly radio show at BIG radio and it was great. because it was just so very normal to talk to them, not constructed at all and they gave me some helpfull advices as well. and one of Jadrankos favourite movies is You and me and everyone we know, which i like lot, too. miranda july, the director and main actress is running the learning to love you more website....i can really recommend this!
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2008-07-01 so, i`m back from belgrade, i met aleksandar there from manisent i mentalnost maybe they wan`t to help us in organisation of our final party in belgrade..and i talked to kristian from arkabarka
so we could land our raft there and this could be definitly the right
location for the mini festival, he`s also willing to invite some
musicans and help with equipment! and in banja luka i met boris from buk the second time, he knows some people how can help us out with the boat engine. he mentioned one called TOMOS
they are not producing them anymore but we can buy them used, he told
me they are like unbreakable and really easy tu use and to repair. he
told me about an old military camp close to banja luka where we can
possibly buy a lot of the stuff we need there!Franziska
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2008-06-25 BANJA LUKA I think today its about 35° degrees. In my room I feel like in the installation "Rear Window (Story No. 6)"
of Anny und Sibel Öztürk, they reconstructed the living room of their
Great Aunt from Istanbul and included furniture and atmosphere from
their childhood memory: it is dark and hot; loud road noise can be
heard, voices talking thrown, the curtains blowin, the light and
automobile headlight past the window. I try to learn the
behaviour of the locals: close the jalousie and the curtains in the
early morning (you`ll not stand the heat during the day otherwise) and
open the windows wide in the night. And I try to structure my day in
an, for me, unusual way: getting up really early, work a little till
the midday heat is knocking me out, rest a little in an air-conditioned
café or in my shaded flat and than continue round 4 or 5. its not easy
to get used to it..So the hardrock café, where they have wireless, is
closing now. I`ll continue tomorrow! Franziska
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VisionerskiTransport participate in the construction and traveling with a
wooden raft (splav) starting near Banja Luka
(Laktasi) in Bosnia
with the final destination of Beograd
we are planning a raft trip starting with construction work on july 14th 2008 starting
our trip (hopefully) around august 1st 2008 5 weeks
trip to Beograd on rivers Vrbas
and Sava passing
through towns like
Laktaši-Razboj-Srbac-Kobaš-Brod-Šamac-Brçko-Šabac-Beograd
we are a group of so
far 7 indiviuals
(Franziska, Isabel,
Heike, Hilmar, Nora, Stefan, Vedran) our interest could be that of a writer, of an artist, of an ecologist, basically an interest in
documenting what is there to be found
and of communication and networking with ecologically, artistically,
literarily or otherwise interested human beings alongside
the embankments If
you‘re living close to our planned route or want to help us with
construction of
the wooden raft or if you like to travel
with us
(also visit us or join us on shorter distances)
look at our
blog www.visionerskitransport.ycp.de
send us an email visionerskitransport@gmx.net
or
get in contact with Franziska Wicke currently in Banja Luka - C/O
Ivanovic Pavla Ul. Stepe Stepanovica 47 78.000 Banja Luka
Bosnia-Herzegovina bosnian mobile +387.63571470 serbian mobile
+38.164.0897435
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so here i am. me, franziska, by myself in banja luka. after spending 10
days in belgrad i rented a little flat in Banja Luka. With balcony in
the upper floor of an single family house with seperate entrance. its
really cool to have a room 4 my own, because since i`m abroad i slept
in shared places: in a bus a hostel and the flat of berengere. Today i
met Dejan from Deutsche Welle Radio Station and Zeljana from the Newspaper Nezavisne. Both of them did Interviews with me concerning Visionerski Tranport. As soon as i receive the article/ the radio feature i`ll put it in the blog! It´s basically to hot for everything, it has 31 degrees in Banja Luka!
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VISIONERE IN BANJA LUKA +++ NEWS FROM BANJA LUKA+++A DETAILED RECORD OF OUR TIME IN BANJA LUKA+++EVERY DAY NEAR THE RIVER VRBAS
Zdravo! Here we are! Franziska, Hilmar, Isabel, Selma and Nora. (Heike leaved already – back to Vienna). Today is our 5th day and sadly the last. But Franziska will stay in Banja Luka for the days she will need to prepare our project.
There are really a lot of things to do and every day it seems to become more and more.
We have to observe all the bureaucratic regulations about the construction and equipment of our wooden raft, about crossing the borders with that sort of vehicle. (with the help of the Kapitana, who isn't available...) Attention! Every little mistake could be the end of our trip!
We have to manage the (second hand-)materials, an engine (6 PS), tools, a place with electricity to build the wooden raft. And cheap, please! We are looking for other cultural projects, NGOs, institutions in Banja Luka and along the Sava to connect. To realize our plans we need a little more money, therefore we get some hints. We will examine all recycling bins around town!
From now on there will be news on this site for everyone who's interested in creating a wooden raft or who can help us out! And some people from the countries surrounding the rivers sava and vrbas have to join us!
The first days we spent a lot of time in and around the "Dom Omladine", where the shortfilmfestival "kratkofil" took place (look at the report) A good point to start for us, a chance to dive in the cultural scene of the city. A small city: everybody knows each other. It is not so difficult for us to spread our plans. We've talked a lot about Visionerski Transport the last days. We've learned some new serbian words (jagoda...jabuka...malina) but not enough to communicate. Various locals still help us out with translations.
Everyday we get in touch with a diversity of individuals: People, who organize projects and actions in Banja Luka, also reporters from local radio stations, newspaper and television, members of rafting clubs, students (institute for german language/history/literature) and their professor, institutions (Mine Action Center, German embassy, navigation office)
Its a good time in Banja Luka, the capital of Srpska Republica. We have the possibility to sleep in the flat of a nice girl, Berengere. She lives for four years now in Banja Luka and everybody knows her, because she organizes a lot of events, actions, projects.
We like the small city, where the most places are within reach by foot. We get nice and pleasent reactions.
Next month we will come back: On the 14th of july we will begin to build the raft. The REAL tour will start at the 1th of august. Four weeks on the water. We will finish our trip with a big party and exhibition of documentary of the trip in Belgrade. On 5th of september 2008!!!!! You are invited! Videmo se. Priatno. The Crew.
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Just arrived in Banja Luka i ran into Kratkofil film festival that is screening mostly short films for the second year now from june 11th-15th. It is happening split up in the locations of the cinemas Palas (Trg Krajine downstairs) and Kozara (Sime Solaje), the Dom Omladine and the terrace of the old Boska shopping mall, which offers a great view onto the green hills around Banja Luka and the investment ruin of a building across the street. Sadly the idea of open air screening has failed so far due to really hard rain. On my first day I watched only some polish contemporary films and the queer/lesbian/gay part of the programme. The latter was mostly dedicated to the idea of queer identity self-discovery and being discovered by others. The queer films i saw some weeks ago in Berlin were surely more radical in their refusal of typical identity problems but those shown here were also good films, I especially liked the film "Family reunion" from iceland. I felt very welcome, as the festival team did invite me when they heard that i came all the way from Germany. On friday and saturday, there were also concerts. I especially like the band Repetitor from Belgrade, who played some sort of stop and go postrock. On Saturday I saw some short films that went more into the direction of documentary short films. I mostly liked the film "Wrestling" from Iceland. a film about a farmer and wrestler, a traditional sport in iceland, that lived a life all dedicated to work and eventually found oil on his grounds, sold his house and made known his love for a man, his friend, also a wrestler. This was also the festival winner. I also liked "Baca Janos Cerven", about a shepherd in Slovakia. On sunday I went into "The mole" (Der kleine Maulwurf or Krtek by Zdenek Miller) classical czechoslovakian children's animation with Selma (4 years old). Good to know that she understood everything even though it was in serbian language. Sadly she was the only child in the cinema and not much other viewers either, sunday morning... Then there was the great final party and I promised to come back again next year and invite everyone to the Leipzig Dokumentary film festival in october...
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Dear friend,
We are currently planning a research expedition to Bosnia-Herzegovina, Serbia and Croatia for August 2008.
The plan is to travel on a wooden raft on the River Sava. The River Sava is a border river to the above states. The expedition will last for about 6 weeks with Belgrade as the final destination. It will be our second raft trip together. Each of us works usually in literarily, artistically or ecologically coherences.
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Thursday, March 20. 2008
Keine Atempause für die Sava - Geschichte wird gemacht...
20 years ago the artists Helen Mayer Harrison and Newton Harrison met the biologists Hartmut Ern and Martin Schneider-Jacoby in Berlin. They started to support the ecological protection of the Sava River, what should find its tragic breakup with the first yugoslav war. Today the river is facing new problems with the status quo of Croatia as an economically newly industrialized country. It is planned to connect The Danube river and the Sava with a canal, but that would lead to the destruction of the native riverside wood. Environmental organisations like EuroNatur and Green Action Croatia criticized the plans and the environmental impact assessment failed. Vor 20 Jahren trafen die Künstler Helen Mayer Harrison und Newton Harrison in Berlin auf die Biologen Hartmut Ern und Martin Schneider-Jacoby (Stiftung
Europäisches Naturerbe). Sie begannen sich für den Schutz der Save einzusetzen, was durch den Krieg tragisch unterbrochen wurde. Heute kommen durch den Status Kroatiens als wirtschaftliches Entwicklungsland für die Save neue Probleme hinzu. Ein Kanal soll Donau und Save verbinden, würde aber die ursprüngliche Auenlandschaft zerstören. Umweltverbände wie EuroNatur und Green Action Croatia kritisierten die Pläne, und die Umweltverträglichkeitsprüfung scheiterte.
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Wednesday, February 6. 2008
March, 14th: World Day against Dams and for Living RiversA Chance for a Living Danube, Living Rivers and Floodplains in the Danube River Basin!
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Friday, January 11. 2008
2 Projekte von Manu Chao Malquíades/Cargo '92 und Un tren de hielo y de fuego / Ein Zug aus Eis und Feuer
Franze
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Sunday, November 18. 2007
Radolfzell/Zagreb
(Euronatur). Auf gigantische Kanalbaupläne in Kroatien, deren Umsetzung
wertvollste Naturlandschaften zerstören würde, hat jetzt die
Umweltstiftung Euronatur hingewiesen.
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Wednesday, September 19. 2007
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