Mostar, Bosnia and Herzegovina: Bridging Cultures

Mostar is a city located in the south of Bosnia and Herzegovina close to the Croatian border. The city was characterized by an old Ottoman styled bridge spanning a deep, green river. Lanky, local men in Speedo swimsuits took turns seeking money from the gawking crowds while others leaped from the bridge into the moving … Continue reading Mostar, Bosnia and Herzegovina: Bridging Cultures

Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina: The Pain the World Forgot

The bus ride to Sarajevo wound through a mountainous region of Bosnia & Herzegovina. The sheer rocky cliff sides starkly contrasted with the dense forests around it. The image reminded me of scenes from the movie Avatar. It was breathtaking and almost fictional. Our bus carefully navigated the endless switchbacks before eventually moseying down into … Continue reading Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina: The Pain the World Forgot

Belgrade, Serbia: Beauty in Dysfunction

Within minutes of exiting the worn threadbare seats of the ancient shuttle bus from the airport, we stepped out into the hot Serbian sunshine. The familiar smells and sounds of the Balkans immediately assaulted our senses. Cars espoused black thick emissions while “antique” trams with rust and peeling paint rumbled past. Much like Greece and … Continue reading Belgrade, Serbia: Beauty in Dysfunction

UK Road Trip Week 3: Part 2 High Tea at Downton Abbey and Butterbeer at Hogwarts

Day 20: Highclere Castle (Downton Abbey) It must be a pattern that I disclose my initial skepticism to my readers. Last year, Hannah, once again, caroused me into another of her shows: Downton Abbey. I rushed headlong into it, though. The show was so incredibly well done and raptly drew my attention that we binge … Continue reading UK Road Trip Week 3: Part 2 High Tea at Downton Abbey and Butterbeer at Hogwarts

Guinness and a Prairie Dog: Dublin, Ireland

There are occasional times when moving cities that we must check out early or cannot check in until late. These times are a blunt reminder of the vulnerability that we take on at times during this year abroad. It can be rainy, sunny, developed, or desolate. Cafes may be closed and parks may be dangerous. … Continue reading Guinness and a Prairie Dog: Dublin, Ireland

Wool you bleat me up the hill? Cycling in Dingle, Ireland

A small two lane main street adorned with colored cottages and grey stoned square buildings greeted us when we arrived in Dingle. The downtown area had approximately a dozen restaurants and perhaps half as many shops. Some were devoted to run of the mill souveniers, others sold locally sourced Irish wool sweaters and garb. Kayaks, … Continue reading Wool you bleat me up the hill? Cycling in Dingle, Ireland