And yet 15 years ago 70% of the town was either destroyed or damaged by war; anyone over 20 has memories as we learned today when Teo, our landlord's son, drove us high into the hills to a very special place for lunch. He was sharing with us his memories from when he was 4, leaving with his mother on the last ferry out of
So, enjoying this lovely area with a history of centuries, a proud city that held the world at bay--Turks, Austrians, other would be invaders—for hundreds of years is easy to do and yet, lurking, is the specter of its most recent history.
As I write, I am looking out over the blue
Tomorrow Teo is taking us to Mostar in
An interesting sidelight about writing a blog: I never know where the narrative will lead. Today I had no thought except to share experiences to bring