Bosnia is back in the news, and it’s gotten me reminiscing about my time there. Today, I thought about the country’s one and only coastal town, scruffy little Neum –which isn’t half bad as a destination for your department’s annual retreat.
Neum, BiH coast, 2007. This is a silly picture, but the coast is really nice and that water is warm from April to October. When I was there last time, my colleagues asked by the resort next to ours had never been repaired. No one seemed to know. It's become a weird kind of tourist attraction anyway.
I have forgotten the name of this village in the south. The kids there sold us fruit in paper cones by the roadside.
More coast.
Transitional justice folks after hours in a very blue bar.
Energizer Bosnians kept going late into the night, after many more drinks and many more wacky dances.
Looking through this album, I’m sad that the best photos are the ones I can’t put here for fear of embarrassing people with Very Important Jobs. Such is life.
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