Martin sent a message that he had managed to get on an Air Croatia flight to London this morning, I've no idea how he spent the night although we had comfy seats in the lounge and unlimited spirits and wine, I never saw any beer though. Some ice cream would have been nice I'm sure but perhaps not available at the tiny airport.
Anyway back to the trip, the day before our epic bus journey to Sarajevo we made an equally, well almost, journey by bus from Zagreb to Osijek where we had stayed at many years ago just after the war. Our hotel then was covered in bullet holes which surrounded the window to our room. The second city of Croatia it looked down at heel as far as the many people who seemed to have no work but the place had been greatly tidied up and the trams looked a lot better than the spasmodic workings back in the day. All the Pan Tourist buses are actually Arriva whether plain white or in livery, bus or coach.