Jesus, this city is like a black hole!
Right, ONE more day, and then we should feel satisfied that we've properly done and dusted Sarajevo!
But how do you leave when every day is better than the one before?
Yesterday, we walked through the rain down Mula Mustafa road, to the big yellow Holiday Inn that housed journalists during the siege. Along the way, we finally saw some Sarajevo roses on the ground (where mortar holes were filled in with red paint).
On the way back, we stopped for a couple of beers at the very lively City Pub, then had another dinner at the Steak House (we're becoming regulars there ... the quirky little promoter-guy actually gave us a flier for their OTHER restaurant!).
Afterwards, we had one drink at Hacienda, then went home to bed.
This morning, we woke up late, and headed straight for the History Museum.
We stayed the extra day today so that we could see it ... and boy am I ever glad we did!
I have no idea why the same type of thing doesn't exist in Vukovar, which, after all, suffered the same fate.
It was freezing in the museum and outside, so we went for a warm lunch down the street (and enjoyed the funny caricatures on the walls).
Let's hope we escape tomorrow!!
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