Tea and salad

After a too short night we are woken up by the sun. I hear Micheal moving around next doors and go check for him, it is 10 am and i slept mere 4 hours... But feel incredibly good, must be the Garlic :) We start chatting and go out for coffee, just 50 meters from the old center we find a cafe filled with older man, reminding the men drinking tea and playing checkers in Turkey. The price is 4 times lower the in the old town. We then check out the room and go for lunch, Cevap, Sarajevo style. They are supposed to be the best worldwide and for sure are the best for me so far. We then join Micheal for some tea in a back yard chicha cafe.


This man amaze me, he has been around so much and still is amazed by any new information, even or person. We dig the young girl who comes to ask for some change. Pola marka, pola marka (half a mark)... He plays with her and his umbrella, she wants to exchange here worn out umbrella for his new one. She finally gets her pola marka and then wants the 2 marks of the bill... she goes of, sorta chased away by the cafe owner. Our neighbors offer us the end of their chicha, and by lifting it by the top, the bottom glass part loosens off and brakes... The owner comes out, smoking his cigarette, casual like... and charges them 50 Euros... I go around to check out the pries of chichas in the tourist shops... you get new chichas, complet, for 60 euro, turist price. We all agree she should fight for it and not pay it... Who ever payed his broken glass in a bar?? As Micheal says, you are a tourist, they want to get every last dime out of you and you have to resist. This is most important in India and you learn it very fast Michael tells us :)

Finally a little clear sky if you can call this clear...

Posers

Sarajevo old center.

We head up the hills, using the clear sky for the first time today to have a small pick nick with the rests of the vegetables we got in Cacak. Tomatoes, cucumbers, onions, little hot peppers and olive oil. The excellent local bread makes the whole thing just delicious. We then have to say goodbye to Micheal heading for Ljubljana and then Bologna where he wants to settle down a bit. Sad one, once again, this was a great encounter.

We go to sleep our last night at Zlatko and Bilja‘s were we have a quiet night, drinking tea, and beer :) and watching Guca the movie by Emir Kusturica to prepare for the real festival.

View on Sarajevo from their balcony.

The war cemetery, there are buried all the people who died during the occupation.

Our happy hosts.

They have been so nice and welcoming. Made us tast the special Bosnian caned food, showed us movies, played us music, hosted us and most important shared a great time with us. They were a real life enjoying compagny and i can still remember all those hysterical laughter with Zlatko!