Another Goodbye to Sarajevo and Summer

I know I'll be back, but I still hate leaving. I walked around on my last weekend taking photos of section of the city I love that I have not photographed before by way of goodbye.

This area is Ciglane, an exclusive area where big wigs have apartments amid restaurants, markets and a giant cemetery that swelled during the war. Miranda's mother and uncle grew up 

in the area and remember when it was noting from a marshy field filled with puddles of clay. Ciglane means bricks. The clay was turned into bricks and this dizzying apartment complex was put up.