Muslim Gratitude

When we arrived in the town of Pec, in what is now Kosovo, the super highway ended, and so we asked the townspeople (I speak a few of the Serbo-Croatian tongues) where we could find the rest of the highway. They laughed. There was no more highway. They said Tito did not want the International community to know that Yugoslavia after 25 years of communist rule still did not have a major highway going from one end of the country to the other and so he fabricated one for the maps.
We were so far deep into the country that it would have ruined our vacation to go back the way we came, so we decided, how bad could the local roads to Greece be? We'll just persevere without a super highway.
By the way, my brother and I felt uneasy in this part of the world, the people looked at us as if we were easy targets of banditry and so we left Pec quickly. On reflection, these were Muslims and so perhaps we were lucky they didn't slit our throats right there and then.
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