Skip to main content

Fourth lnstalment

Well it was my birthday, thirty four getting older by the minute and because of this war, wiser. There were no cards but the girls in the unit gave me a bottle of Bourbon that was a pleasant surprise as I knew that our wages were not worth very much especially with inflation soaring and Ernie said that he would take me out for a meal after we had been to see Ivan. It was amazing how resilient people can be when everything around them was falling apart and they were able to survive on wages that were negligible compared to western standards, how I as a foreigner marveled at what they managed to do with such a minute amount of money. That night Ernie took me to see Ivan who had a new base that was situated in the center, we went straight passed the guards as everyone already knew who we were. The station was on the air and the studio was a hive of activity, we found Ivan i in his office which was alongside the studio, Ernie went in alone as he had said that he had something to discuss in private with Ivan. After waiting for about ten minutes the both of them came out and I immediately shook Ivan's hand and in return he gave me a bottle of Brandy and wished me happy birthday. That was a nice surprise and worth coming for, as the days went by I was beginning to love these people more and more, it seemed as if there was nothing too much trouble for them especially as I was not Croatian. We left after about fifteen minutes saying goodbye to everyone as we left, we drove off into the night with me thinking that Ernie was going to take me out for a meal but as it happened he was not, instead we ended up back at the base with Ernie making the excuse that there was an air raid on and we had to stay at the base just incase we were needed, I didn't know wheather to believe him or not as over the last few weeks he had been acting strangely and was now not the same person that I had first met in Laslovo, he had changed and was continuing to do so. War plays funny tricks on people's minds, how long could Ernies mind take the pressure before he cracked, I decided not to think about it anymore, after all it was my birthday and I was supposed to be celebrating so I sat down and drank some of the Bourbon that the girls had given me. If anyone came into the room I would offer them a drink as if to try and create a party atmosphere, it wasn't working at all so I decided to ring home with both my parents wishing me a happy birthday. It would have been nicer to be at home but I was not and I had to grin and bear it, after all it had been my choice to come to Croatia in the first place. It had been quite a nice day and I wondered where I would be on my next birthday and whether or not I would be alive. 

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Ninth installment

The remains of the unit that were in this position left and we followed them, we went around the outskirts of the village and back into the center. The rest of PIV or what was left of it were already there, we found out that Colin just after he had reached the main hq in the center of the village. We had to go back to the end of the street to see what was happening but as soon as we arrived we came under heavy fire as the enemy had pinpointed this house as our new front line, there was no way that we could reach Eric without getting everyone who attempted a rescue killed and because of the amount of enemy fire we had to fall back, on the way Alan started going berserk saying that he had to go back to fight, he was shooting everywhere so George calmed him down and asked him to take care of the elderly and that seemed to work. By now the village command had decided it was time to leave but first we had to wait for the mortar unit to reach safety. We could not get anywhere near under cons...

Third installment

Day in, day out, it was the same routine, sleep, guard, fire off a few rounds in the general direction of the enemy, there was not much else to do, the main thing was to stay alive by keeping inside every time mortars or artillery came flying in to the village. The only time that there was a lot of activitie was when we were buzzed by planes, everybody would rush outside, Ernie would jump on the transporter and fire the machine gun, I used to run to the machine gun that was mounted on a tripod at the end of the street and also fire at the plane, everybody else would be outside firing their ak47s, there was not much chance of hitting it or bringing it down but it took only one lucky shot and that would give everyone hope. After the plane had gone out of sight that the transporter was Ernies because he had shot at the enemy leaving the damaged transporter with a sniper rifle, so Geordi the commander in charge of the defense of Osijek had given it to Ernie, I also found out that he worked...

Second installment

The word money has a way of working it's way into every aspect of life and my little crusade was not exempt, how much did I need to get to Croatia, how much did I need to survive on the way, it all had to be taken into account and most where and how I was going to get the money from that I needed. By inquiring at travel agents I found out that I could fly but only as far as Austria, Italy or Hungary but the price was much too expensive for me. Taking the train to any of these countries was also far too expensive, the cheapest way was by bus but the only problem was that it took so long to reach your destination. The bus that I wanted to take went from London and it's destination was Athens in Greece, it normally went through Yugoslavia but because of the war it was not going through Budapest then down into Belgrade before going onto Greece. This was the cheapest way to go and after further inquiries I found out the times and price of the bus, now all I had to do was get the mon...