Nachricht Nummer : 306 Übertragungszeit : 3 min 26 sec Nachricht von : WAM@ZAMIR-ZG.zer.sub.org Betrifft : Zagreb Diary 15 November, 1993 Erstellungsdatum : 16.11.1993 09:16:00 W+1 Realname: Wam Kat Zagreb Diary 15 November, 1993 Dobar dan, It is snowing heavy, when I look outside, big snow flocks are falling down from the sky and it looks rather cold out there. But by the time that Vesna and I are coming outside we notice that it is snowing and melting at the same time, and soon the town, the whole of North Croatia change into a wet, muddy, slippery mass. Everything and everybody is influenced by it, trams are of course breaking down, but cars have the same problems. I walk with Vesna into town were she has an appointment and I will take the train to Kutina (when there is any), in order to bring our friends from the Peace Circus to the Danish refugee camp there. Just passing the park near the station I hear a large explosion and some fire fighters are passing by, also they have problem to get their car through the big piles of melting snow. At the station I see that I can better hang outside the train, since the small one is totally overfilled, I try one station, but it is clear that I have more possibilities to catch a total cold than to get in Kutina this way. At the next station I decided to hitch hike, there are often cars from organisations which I know passing by here. After half an hour I am lucky, a Norwegian car pass by from somebody I know and he gave me a hitch. But the luck is for a very short period, not more than about 7 kilometer outside the town the car breaks down and I decided to walk to the nearest phonebox (back in the direction of Zagreb) in order to phone somebody in Kutina that our car broke down. My friend, the driver, decides to try to make the car and than goes on. I think I have been walking for something like half a hour before I found a phone and be able to tell the people from the Danish refugee council that a Swedish bus is waiting for them at the train station. The woman on the line told me that they would take care of them, but that it was still a bit of a chaos down there, not only because of the melting snow. The camp is build at a meadow and a little bit of water change the whole place into a landscape of mud. After my phonecall I decide to sit down and warm up for a while before I make the long walk home to Zagreb. I a small bar I drink some coffee and write some things for the Pakrac project on my laptop, which is for ones so helpful to work. The last days I drove via different direction into Sector West and saw a bit a what made the UNPROFOR sector commander a little nervous last week. Around the sector HV (Croatian Army) is building up new strongholds, lot's of heavy army machinery is concentrated just outside the sector lines. The UNPROFOR commander said that he was afraid of this armament both on the Croatian side as well as on the Serbian side. Further on the face-to-face meetings between Croatian and Serbian authorities, which were re-starting in the last month are again very limited. The Serbian side have said that they don't want to appear on the talk as long as the Croats don't withdraw the extra army and police forces, which have been brought in the this region (mostly just outside the sector) in the last months. And that a good decision should been taken about the im and export possibilities of the Serbian side. The different UN safety council resolutions, Vance plan, as well as agreements made directly between Knin and Zagreb are not in one line with each other. Sitting on the road to the highway I see one of the UNHCR truck convoys (the Danish firemen probably) on the highway, probably on their way back from some where in the North (Serbian held) of BiH. The deliveries to central Bosnia are still totally stopped, not a gram of aid get's through. I leave my warm hang-out and put my way back to Zagreb, after a while I pass Rasnik Gaj and see how the refugee camp has been now totally removed, only in the middle of where it use to be a flag pole with the Croatian flag is standing, the bleu and red colours, however are nearly gone. The only barrack which hasn't taken down yet would however not attracts anybody to sleep in it, only the roof stands there more or less, the rest is broken. Everywhere near the tram stops you see big groups of people standing and waiting, the trams can drive with this weather it seems. My socks nearly start to get wet, the rest of my body protection already has given up, by the time that I reached Vesna's house I socked wet and cold to in the middle of my bones. The television news shows the disasters with the melting snow all over the country, the road from Zagreb over Karlovac to Rijeka is closed. By the way the war in sector west as been announced for so many weeks by so many different people didn't started today. And that explosion this morning was a postoffice in the center of town, they announced that they didn't really knew what happened yet, but mostly the gaspipes were old, or some thing like that. That reminds me the gasholders at the gas factory were very empty yesterday, so empty as I saw them yesterday I never seen them before. Bok I Mir from Zagreb, Wam ------------------------------------------------------ Zagreb Diary can be found on a lot of different electronic networks, it is copyright free and can be ported to any network or other means of communication you like, but please drop my a line, you can reach by sending a message to wam@zamir-zg.comlink.de or wam@zamir-zg.comlink.apc.org. Zagreb Diary is dedicated to Tyche, Pjort and Rik, so that they found out what there father have been doing all that time in Zagreb. 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