Motel Sokak Sarajevo

I arrived in Sarajevo late on the back of a negative weekend in Belgrade and felt a little uneasy, dispite all the previous postive recommendations I had received about the place. My bus arrived from the west and passed along what was 'sniper 'alley' - where the physical effects of the 90's conflict are still all too visable, with bullet/mortar marks on the taller, older buildings...<br> <br> Once in ...

... the damage is still noticeable. The actual city was gutted and destroyed and the downtown area is restored and only some of the buildings have mortar damage. There are a few larger government type buildings that are completely gutted still. I guess I would be cranky, too if I had to hawk trolleybus tickets in that neighborhood, too.<br><br>I'll try to keep the history lesson about the siege as interesting as I can because it is important to ...

... t allow the airport to be targeted because of the UN involvement so it seemed obvious to build something nearby the somewhat "safe" area. <br><br>The museum at the tunnel included some photos and a 25 minute video presentation which was a bit weird and unsettling. It seemed like it was just a home made movie that had been gently dubbed with some foreboding music. The first part of the video was awful and showed the city being attacked by missiles and gun shots with people running for ...

... and seems to be doing fine (making about 500 euro is above average income here), came from a mixed village in the northern part of the country which was occupied the Serbs in the war, his grandfather killed, his family went to Germany and spent several years there. In the evening he took me to a place for a popular restaurant food: a beef burak, kind of like fried beef sausage without the skin, eaten with pita bread, chopped onion and sour cream, and ...

... and aid workers were kept safe in the city during the war. Haris then took us to 'sniper alley.' This is what it is...however, how can one area be called 'sniper alley' because NONE of the city was ever safe for anyone. The Serbs would shoot anyone for no reason, even people waiting in long lines for food. This was something neither one of us had much knowledge about...this war seems so unconceivable until you walk around the city and see ALL of the destruction from just a ...

... history and information" Haris reckoned. We also went to the spot where Franz Ferdinand was assassinated leading to the start of WW1. After the tour finished about 4pm we went to city pub for a drink and then wandering through the old town shops we ran into Shona from our tour that we did in Ireland. We arranged to meet up with her at the brewery later and went off to do some souvy shopping. After the brewery we found a place for the group of 11 for some dinner where ...

... our guide Mohammed. Afterwards went back into town and walked around with Jessi-Anne. We had coffee, Bosnian style at Morica Han (I put the sugar cube in between my front teeth and sucked in the strong black coffee...as they say not to stir it in!!), followed by buying a shawl at the bazaar, 2 x Bosnian coffee sets and a silver cuff made in the Turkish quarter. Went to the old brewery to have a beer and then out to To Be or Not to Be for dinner.

Pansion Bascarsija breakfasted at -- on Burek: filodough filled with spinach (or cheese, or meat) and covered with cream or yoghurt. A plateful for 2KM. The guy beside me said it's actually a Turkish dish, he was with the delegation of the Turkish President who is currently in town. Also ...

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... who had heard of the place. The hostel down the darkest of dark roads, looked to all intents and purpposes closed for business. We knocked and rang the bell but eventually just opened the large solid door and stepped into a courtyard-cum-building site. A guy finally appeared and wandering across the courtyard to greet us, he looked blank as we explained we had a reservation. "Yes" he said. I explained we had had trouble finding the place. "Yes", he said. Then, breaking with ...