I guess you could say my husband, Brad, is happy to be in Bosnia. He's been there for over a week now assessing the legal system and traveling around the country, in and out of smoky restaurants and meetings with weathered judges and their few assistants. I think he's had enough of the strong coffee and heavy food -- and I'm certainly ready for him to come home.
The last time I was in Sarajevo was a long time ago -- I just remember the heavy fog that met me at the airport, the severely damaged and bullet marked and mangled buildings and the sense that "how in the world could anyone have survived here during the war?"
Today, it's a city that has come back but it will never be the Sarajevo it once was.
The last time I was in Sarajevo was a long time ago -- I just remember the heavy fog that met me at the airport, the severely damaged and bullet marked and mangled buildings and the sense that "how in the world could anyone have survived here during the war?"
Today, it's a city that has come back but it will never be the Sarajevo it once was.
No comments:
Post a Comment