The shattered teacups littering the floor, the hotel notelets trodden underfoot and the shards of glass on every surface conveyed the horrors of war in a way I have never experienced before. What shook me so much was how calm the place was, eerie in its silence, only the gentle lapping of the Adriatic against the shore in the distance. I could hardly imagine how anyone could bear to attack such a beautiful place - and in my lifetime too. I often forget, cocooned in tranquil England, the world's more recent violent history. It seems somehow appropriate that the building has been left untouched, an unadorned and honest tribute to the country's tragic past.
*The Hotel Belvedere was one of Dubrovnik's most exclusive hotels, popular with film stars and the affluent, and enjoyed its heyday in the 1950s. It sits just outside of the city, its fifteen storeys cascading down the cliff and looking west to the Old Town. The hotel suffered severe damage during a 1991 naval bombing and has been abandoned ever since.
Goodness it looks so haunting. You write so beautifully about it.
ReplyDeleteI can imagine how anyone can bear such an attack to a beautiful place - and also in my life. I often forget enjoy the quiet in England and history of the world's most violent years.
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These photos really capture both the eerie tranquility and raw tragedy of the Hotel Belvedere. A few years back I read a book dealing with the Balkan crises in the '90s. How far away yet ever close I felt to the words on the pages - far away because I was so young when it was all unfolding and so close because of how recent it really was.
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ReplyDeleteI love the name of yours; and I really love the pictures in this post, they look fantastic in black and white.
hey, the hotel was opened in 1984! there are no 1950's heydays ;)
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