Celebrity spotting in B&H

We arrived in Sarajavo after a horrible overheated bus trip at 6 in the morning and started to follow the slightly tragic instructions towards the hostel ("go to blue scrapers") We arrived only to be shut down by the next door neighbour who told us to come back in later. When we got there we met the owner of the hostel Jasmina who was the sweetest lady ever...
We then had a bit of a nappsipops and went off to explore sarajavo and by explore we mean shopping.
It was really interesting walking around, you could see both the muslim and christian influence.

After some deep and meaningful analysis on the population of Sarajavo we had some completely sickening dessert of halva (which was about the size of big slice of cake) and Baklava... couldn't eat anything else sweet for a while after that.

That night we decided to go and Nell ended her week of sobriety..

We where then hungry and in our search for food we needed the bathroom which led us to the Colosseum Casino. Because we didnt have our ID's on us this led to a rigorous interegation to get inside. This involved writing our age and our name down on a piece of paper... and then we got 2 euro gambling voucher.
We got food and went to the bathroom and went to use our voucher where I (Lee) won 6 euros! and the owner of the casino told me to stop taking all the casinos money. I dont think most people cash 6 euros..

The next morning we woke up and Jasmina took us out for a traditional Bosnian breakfast and she told us her story of when she was in Sarajavo during the seige. She moved to Sarajavo a year before it started from Dubrovnik and had no way of contacting her family for a year. She said she was always hungry and this led to her hostel's philosophy because she knows how hunger feels like she never wants any of her guests to go hungry.

She then took us to the Tunnel of Hope, a private museum which had a small section of tunnel which was used to get supplies into Sarajavo during the seige.

In the afternoon we went to the Latin bridge where Franz Ferdinand was assassinated... but more importantly got our bridge photo for Bosnia.

It is so interesting walking around the centre of Sarajavo you can still see so much from the war. There are artillery marks on the building and some buildings still remain abandoned. Its just so different to any other city we have been to. You also saw what Bosnians call the "Sarajavo rose" which is indents in concrete caused by mortor fire and they are filled with resin all around the city centre

We then went to have some traditional tea which Jasmina gave us money for ( have i explained enough how much we love her)

I (Lee) then paid 50cents to buy seeds and be mauled by pigeons in pigeon square.

We then attempted to go to the History museum sadly it had stupid opening hours so we walked around in the park.

We went back to our hostel and met the new people who checked in one of whom was a Bosnian television star.. ( he was actually just interviewed on TV about the Sarajavo shooting the day before) So we watched the dubbed footage of the interview on repeat. He was pretty impressed with himself and not going to lie I was a bit jealous of his stardom.
We then went to have some Bosnian coffee with Palo and Jonny's friends from Sarajavo

and went galavanting around to a couple clubs..

The next morning we headed for an earlybus to Mostar with the package of food Jasmina gave us.
Sadly we missed saying goodbye to her because we are not very smart and the whole time we where in Bosnia it was an hour later then we realised. But we did get a text message from her saying " Mu girls thank jou for jnur stej i camin vith bananas for jou bat jou live"

The bus ride was so pretty and we arrived in Mostar and were picked up by the owners of the hostel Tanja and Sadik who were so lovely.
We went around Mostar and the old town which where really cool and saw the famous 'Stari Most'.

We had an early night after barely no sleep the night before and played free rice.
The next day we went to an old abandoned bank in the middle of the city which was a snipers nest during the war. It was so weird and there were still bullet shells on the ground. which we collected. guess what everyones' christmas present this year is..

It had a view of the whole city of the top

After walking around the new town and doing a bit of shopping we went back to the hostel where Tanja invited everyone at the hostel to have tea together. It was so homely and she even let us try her mother's home made rakija.

We then realised that although we where in a place known for its bridge we had not yet got our bridge photo so we wandered around until some nice couple took a photo of us on the bridge.

　
We then decided that Montenegro sounded cool so we got on a bus early in the morning to Budva.