In the summer of 2012, I'm back in Sarajevo working with people who are good journalists and after all this time also good friends. My language skills are no better, alas, but I hang out with natives and internationals in the know. So I'm planning in this space to tell Bosnian stories to American readers, with my Bosnian friends free to call me out on errors or wrong headed interpretations. This is a fascinating area of the world and these are interesting times.
Pilgrims leave coins and bracelets on every ledge and tucked into unlikely spots around the building including under crucifixes.
Pilgrims who have climbed the steep mountain and come up the stairs to the monastery doze on pads in the shade.
Monastery workers with baskets search for and collect coins from around the monastery.
In the front seat of the car on the way up, Jane closed her eyes and hid behind her big hat, to shut out the scary but beautiful view.
View down from atop Ostrog
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