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940 he following we wanted to experience a contrast to the bustle of the town, looking for peace and loneliness, and rode to the outback of the Croatian peninsula. And we came up trumps in the small mountain village of Motovun. We had a relaxing cruise with a sweeping view of the Mirna Valley through mountainous, sparsely populated landscape. Scattered farms, ravaged by wind, bore silent witness to the hard life of peasants in agriculture. Tourists with their pockets full of money seemed a far cry from here. On our way to Buzel, we were engulfed by dense oak forests. The small villages by the roadside appeared deserted. The only sign of human life encountered over many kilometers, was the cheerful wave of a hand from an oncoming, sun-bleached Fiat Panda. This soothing tunnel of silence accompanied us all the way to the east coast. T

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