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We finally made it to the Bosnian National History Museum, which we had already driven past an hour and a half earlier. We were looking forward to a restorative coffee and cake at the Museum Cafe, after a very, very long journey and our wanderings through Sarajevo. Our hopes for sustenance were quickly dashed upon entrance: it was like stumbling …
The First World War has a lot to answer for.
The conflict itself killed and wounded millions. The war also brought about the destruction of three great Empires, so spelling the end of old Europe. Furthermore, it prompted the communist revolution in Russia, which spawned the grim dictatorships of Lenin and Stalin. As Marx so rightly put it, war …
... for us to see it, drive to a viewpoint of the city to take pictures, then take us to one of the abandoned sites from the Olympics in 1986 and wait there before dropping us in the city center—all for less than 10 bucks a person! This was particularly impressive given that each site was about 30 minutes outside of the city.
We started at the tunnel museum, which is a museum built at the site of part of the tunnel that ...
... sparking the start of the Balkans War. From the city we were taken to the old Jewish Cemetery, this spot gives a view directly down into Sarajevo centre and holds the memorial to Jews murdered in WW2, it was also a favourite spot of the Serbian snipers to pick off people braving sniper ally. The morbid irony of using a genocide memorial to engage in a new genocide was not lost.
After the cemetery it was back down into the city to see the 1984 Olympic ...
... rising off the warm springs gave a very ethereal atmosphere. We had lunch out there with Anna choosing the pick of the dishes, trout raised within spitting distance of where we were sitting. That day was the last day of Ramadan, so for our last evening we headed up to a lookout over the city with some rolls picked up from the local pekarra and witnessed the ritual firing of the mortar to signify the breaking of the fast, a fitting end to a wonderful, yet painful, few ...