I can’t believe I’m back in America…

Upon my return to the United States, I was in a sense jet lagged for a week (sorry mom, I know you thought I was just being lazy the whole time). I knew readjusting to having to be places at certain times and not being in such a lax environment ...

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The Elusiveness of Time

Previously mentioned when discussing my internship and the difference between working in the United States and in Bosnia, I mentioned that time seemed to be elusive here. This exact concept is the thing I loved and will miss this most from the summer, but also the thing I cannot wait ...

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Sarajevo Rose

To a passerby, the Sarajevo Rose might look like the mistake of a painter or construction worker that needs to come back and finish the job. However, the truth behind the scarred pavements in Sarajevo, of which there are roughly 20 remaining, is much darker. During the Bosnian War, which ...

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The Power of Travel

“To travel is to take a journey into yourself.” – Danny Kaye Vacation wouldn’t be the correct term to explain my summer in Bosnia, since I’m working for my internship four days a week, every week we are here. For me, being away from the United States for an extended ...

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The Return to Srebrenica

“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of those depths.” – Elizabeth Kubler-Ross The people of Bosnia as a whole have lost so much, but the people of Srebrenica have lost more ...

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A Week in the Life

Now that everyone is finally settling into their roles at their respective internships and has gotten into a rhythm of how they go about their day, I wanted to share some more about my internship. For my internship, I am a research assistant for Enis Omerovic. Enis is a professor ...

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Marš Mira 2017

Marš Mira is the Bosnian translation for Peace March. As someone who had never had an experience with this kind of physical activity before, I was very on the fence about participating. But something in me knew that the physical pain suffered would not outweigh the experience that I would ...

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First Impressions

After an eight hour redeye flight that I could not sleep for my life on, and almost missing my two connecting flights (sorry mom), I finally made it to Sarajevo. The first thing to strike me was how small an “international airport” was. The second, was the humidity. Once everyone ...

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