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supposed to send a car. The clerk has no authority so in desperation I pay the taxi and go to bed. Next morning I take it up with the management and finally get reimbursed. Some ordeal for a lonely girl in a strange coun- try where you can't speak the language.

But my day and a half in Belgrade was interesting with a couple of tours in and around the city and a personal visit to the war museum and walks around the streets alone. Stores well stocked with most everything, food quite reasonable and good. The town was clean and attractive, lots of cars, people seemed happy and healthy and all in all an alive and func- tioning country. I learned that Tito will be the only President the country will ever have since when he dies a 12 man council will be elected to take over. They feel that no one else will ever be able to fill his shoes. He is a very much loved man in the country. There were lots of private shops and many coops. There are no government owned businesses. Private enterprise exists up to 10 employees. About two thirds of the arable land in the country is owned privately and the rest in agricultural coops. The country apparently operates sort of a cross between socialism and cap- italism, but it works.

Wed. I flew to Zagreb and a psychologist friend of mine whom I had first met in Hawaii in May and who had been at the conference in Dubrov- nik, flew up to meet me there and we flew on to Zurich to change planes for Stuttgart. In Zurich we had quite a bit of time between planes and wandered around the airport. When it came time to go to the gate we found we had to go thru personal as well as baggage inspection. I made it a point to visit the ladies room beforehand and undertook to tuck things back out of the way (if you know what I mean). After we passed the pass- port control we lined up in front of little cubicles marked "Men" and "Women". Naturally I got in line before one of the latter and my friend in the men's line got quite a laugh out of the situation and its fascinating international possibilities. He began to imagine some of the headlines that would result if I should be discovered and this tickled him into a lot of chuckles. However everything went off O.K. tho the girl did frisk me and patted both breasts and crotch in a quick once over. But now that I knew what to expect later on in the trip I found my pre-boarding visits to the ladies room were important.

We arrived in Stuttgart and took a taxi to the hotel that I had reserved thru the Mercedes people in the U.S. It was an Esso Motel so not too classy but it was still $30 a night for a twin bed room. Hotel prices in Ger- many are astronomical. My psychologist friend had a new psychological experience as he found himself standing aside while a woman went to

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