Goodbye Sarajevo!!!!

As our time in Sarajevo comes to an end, I find myself on a rollercoaster of emotions ranging from one extreme to the other. One day I will be ready to jump on a plane and fly home to the comfort of New Mexico (and good Mexican food), and the ...

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Significant Photo Post

Anel, Irma, Amra and I My close relationships at work have been the most important part of my time here in Sarajevo. Reading and studying about a foreign place is so much different from spending quality time there. Before coming to Sarajevo for the summer I had taken a pre-departure class, ...

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A typical day at work: the quick run-down

Cooking with the group for Iftar at the Center   Alarm goes off at 9am, but off course since I still haven’t adjusted my sleep schedule to Bosnian time I will sleepily, with my eyes half closed, set another alarm for 9:25am (and end up laying in bed until 9:30am). Of course, ...

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Images of Srebrenica

Genocide-such a heavy word, something that cannot ever be rationalized, an atrocity no reasoning can defend. I have not lived through war; I do not understand what it means to live through that magnitude of suffering, to live day to day in complete fear. No, war and genocide are things ...

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The small comforts of Sarajevo

I had never been to Croatia, but when I decided to take a weekend trip to Makarsca, I expected the atmosphere to be extremely similar to Sarajevo, to Bosnia. All part of the former Yugoslavia, right? So how different could they really be? Needless to say, I didn’t expect Croatia ...

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Internship at The Center for Healthy Aging

Out of the entire group, I believe it took me the longest to get settled into an internship. After my first internship did not go so well, I was very nervous about starting at a new place; I don’t speak Bosnian, I thought, so how can I truly be any ...

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Contrasting Bosnia and home

Before leaving to Bosnia, students who had previously participated in the program warned me to go into my internship with an open mind. “Don’t expect an American internship” they all said, but I didn’t understand what that was supposed to mean until I started my internship. In the States I ...

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My first 24 hours in Sarajevo

Although my journey coming over to Sarajevo was testing to say the least, with one of my planes turning back to the States after a bathroom riot on the plane and the other leaving me stuck in Munich for 24 hours, finally I arrived in Bosnia, more exhausted than I ...

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My first 24 hours in Sarajevo

Although my journey coming over to Sarajevo was testing to say the least, with one of my planes turning back to the States after a bathroom riot on the plane and the other leaving me stuck in Munich for 24 hours, finally I arrived in Bosnia, more exhausted than I ...

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