You are my Sarajevo, my only Sarajevo….

Bosnia Air started off well, they were amazingly nice, helpful, and great about fitting the band’s stuff on the plane with no extra charges (unlike that scam artist of a hack airline Alitalia) (Who I hope goes bankrupt) (Seriously, what a bunch of jerks)

Our next surprise was that much like Baltic Air, which we took to Latvia, the atewardesses in this part of the world seem to be hired from modeling agencies. It was the first time I have ever watched the entire safety instructions and paid attention. At one point, the blonde stewardess walked down the aisle at a clip, simultaneously removing her jacket, and it was like she was on stage at the Moulin Rouge. Not a bad way to fly. And then we arrived in Bosnia. And by We, I mean, everyone, and everyone else’s bags. Mine, apparently, decided to catch a quick drink pre flight in Frankfurt, and missed the flight.  Mostly clothes, so no big deal. We came into Sarajevo and just missed the end of Joan Baez, who was the festival headliner. Something I am pretty sure of is that she played at least one protest song. We walked around a lot the next day. Sarajevo has the café society down, people out walking, seeing and being seen, and a virtual plethora of café’s from which to sit, drink Turkish Coffee and watch the world stroll by.

It is a mstly Muslim country, and I was tempted to buy a t-shirt I found that said, ]

“I’M MUSLIM. DON’T PANIC.”  And unlike the prevalence of the Burka in Afghanistan, I think the women here are trying to make up for their Afghani sisters, by showing as much skin as humanly possible. Let’s put it this way, I could have made several entire outfits out of a couple of dinner napkins. The local beer was great, and the show was too a small but appreciative crowd that included a slew of military who were serving there. Good to meet them and chat.  Our last stop of the night was a hookah bar, which was fun, and then a couple of hours sleep before we leave to head….wait for it, back to France. More soon, and remember, my blog ate my homework.