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A Royal Stop on the Road South

An Englishman in the Balkans

07/25/25

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Hello from northern Bosnia and Herzegovina,

It was back in July 2020 when Tamara and I found ourselves heading south by car, meandering toward Doboj with no fixed deadline, just the summer wind and a curiosity to explore. We were in a hire car from Control Rent a Car in Banja Luka, cruising along the main route toward Sarajevo, when we stumbled upon a place that seemed to rise from the pages of a Bosnian fairy tale.

That place? The Royal Village Kotromanićevo, an ethno settlement that I now look back on with fondness.

Where Is Kotromanićevo?

If you’re driving toward Doboj from the direction of Derventa, you’ll come across this ethno village about 20 kilometres before you reach the city. Tucked beside the Veličanka River, it’s a welcome surprise. A cluster of wooden houses with turrets, bridges, and medieval touches, nestled in pristine greenery.

A Step Back in Time

Kotromanićevo takes its name from the Kotromanić dynasty, a medieval Serbian-Bosnian royal family that ruled the region from the 13th to 15th centuries. The whole village is built to echo that time.Wooden structures, carved crests, medieval-style decor, and even staff in period dress on occasion.

There’s something deeply thoughtful about how these ethno villages are designed here in Bosnia and Herzegovina. They’re more than just a tourist attraction, they’re part of a national effort to preserve rural culture, traditional crafts, and a way of life that still quietly endures in pockets of this beautiful country.

What You’ll Find There

Although Tamara and I didn’t stay overnight, we did stop long enough to walk around and soak it all in. What stood out to me most was the authenticity. This isn’t a stage set. It’s a living, breathing place built with care.

Here’s what’s on offer:

Traditional wooden cottages for overnight stays

A central restaurant, known as “Royal Water”, serving authentic medieval Bosnian recipes, from trout with vegetables, to veal under the sać, and cicvara with local Doboj smoked cheese

A market selling eco-products and local handicrafts

Watermills, a small lake, a children’s playground, and a camping rest area

Opportunities for fishing, sightseeing, or even paragliding on nearby Ozren mountain

It really is a destination for the entire family, or even for solo wanderers looking for a quiet, off-the-beaten-path escape.

Not Just a Destination, it’s “An Experience”

What I truly appreciated was the professionalism and presentation of the staff, which complemented the tranquil, almost storybook-like atmosphere of the place. Everything. From the woodwork to the signage—tells a story, with care and reverence for the past.

If you’re staying the night, you’re in for more than just a comfy bed. From exploring the forested hills of Vučjak to visiting Doboj Fortress, or the lesser-known fortresses in Modriča, Maglaj, and Tešanj, there’s no shortage of things to see and feel. The rivers (Bosna, Veličanka, and Ukrina), offer peace and the promise of quiet fishing spots. And if you’re feeling adventurous, you can take to the skies with paragliding.

Ethno Tourism in Bosnia – More Than Just Nostalgia

We’ve shared before on this blog our love for ethno villages in Bosnia and Herzegovina. From tucked-away mountain settlements to riverside retreats like Kotromanićevo, they serve an important purpose: they reconnect us to heritage, to slowness, and to what really matters.

These villages are sprinkled across the country like breadcrumbs—on the slopes of mountains, in lowland fields, and within traditional communities that still live closely with nature and customs.

The aim of ethno tourism in Bosnia and Herzegovina is to preserve the tradition and natural beauty of the local environment, and to show tourists and visitors how people used to live in times long ago

Worth the Stop

Kotromanićevo might not be a name that leaps off the tourist brochures, but it should be. Whether you’re just stopping for lunch, as we did, or staying for a few nights, you’ll leave with a deeper sense of this land’s richness.

And perhaps, like me, you’ll come away reminded that not all kings wear crowns, and not all castles have walls of stone, some are made of pine, nestled by rivers, quietly waiting for curious travellers to pass through.


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Previous Episode

A Morning in Rural Bosnia

The gentle hum of a tractor in the distance, birds calling to one another across the fields, and a soft breeze drifting through the village, that’s how my morning began. Living out here, far from the city’s hustle, means you become closely attuned to every part of daily life, even the parts that don’t make it onto postcards.

A Visit From the Neighbour (and His Tractor)

Yesterday, my neighbour arrived with his trusty tractor. Hitched behind it was a massive cylindrical tank and a pump.

His mission? To empty our septic tank.

Now, I realise this isn’t the sort of opening line you’d expect in a blog post, but bear with me.There’s something oddly fascinating about it!

Night Soil Men of Old England

Watching him work reminded me of an article I read not long ago about how human waste was handled in 17th and 18th century England. Back then, there were brave souls known as “night soil men”.

These men would come under the cover of darkness to shovel out waste from cesspits beneath houses. They’d load it onto carts and haul it away, often selling it to farmers as fertiliser.

It might sound grim (and it was), but these workers were vital to keeping the cities liveable and preventing the spread of disease. Without them, places like London would have been both unbearable and dangerous.

The Ottoman Take on Waste

Meanwhile, across the continent in the Ottoman Empire, including here in Bosnia, they had their own methods. Cleanliness is deeply woven into Islamic tradition, so waste disposal wasn’t just about hygiene; it had a spiritual significance too.

In cities like Istanbul and Sarajevo, waste was collected at night by workers known as “lağımcılar” They’d discreetly remove it and take it beyond the city walls

The fascinating part? Farmers referred to this waste as “altın toprak,” or “gold soil,” because it was so rich and valuable for their fields. Some even bribed collectors to get the best loads first. Imagine that, fighting over waste because it was considered a treasure!

Old Ways in Rural Bosnia

Here in rural Bosnia, things weren’t too different. Simple pit latrines, wooden outbuildings called čardaks, and composting were the norm for generations. While we now have septic tanks and tractors with pumps, the essence remains the same: nothing really just “goes away.”

Standing there in, watching the tank fill up, I felt oddly connected to this long chain of human ingenuity, from London’s night soil men to Ottoman “gold soil” farmers, all the way to my neighbour and his tractor.

Staying Grounded

In modern life, it’s easy to “flush and forget”. But living out here keeps you close to the basics. You stay aware of the cycles that sustain us and the humble, sometimes messy, realities that remind us of our shared humanity.

A Tale to Tell

Next time someone asks me why I’ve chosen this quiet, rural life in Bosnia, far from big-city conveniences and endless pipes, maybe I should tell them about that tractor, the night soil men of old London, and the Ottoman farmers who prized “gold soil.”?

It’s a story that’s a little surprising, slightly humorous, but deeply human. It reminds me that no matter where we live or which century we’re in, we’re all bound together by the same essential needs.

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