Sarajevo,

It grows on you, the more you look. At first glance it looked haphazard. A bit of cobblestone here, some grander there, a little bit of crumbled building over there, all pocked by bullet holes. There is no hiding from the 1990s genocide here. It is front and center of evry tourist magazinne and guided tour. I would like to ask the locals how much they think about the war or if the advertising of it is purely for the tourism.

We climbed Trebevic Peak yesterday the second tallest peak in Bosnia at 5,341 feet. We hiked through beach and spruce forests and came across many makeshift bunkers that were used in WWII and the war of the 1990's.

We are staying in the heart of old town sandwiched betwen Mosques, catholic churches, orthodox churches and Jewish temples on cobbled streets. Plenty of coffee shops, bars and sweetshops fill the spaces in between. Smoking is still very alive and well here. I have never seen such a meeting of faith. Its remarkable how similar the clothing of a nun and a full hijab are.

Out our window Is thought to be the world's only public Lunar clock. Everyday a man climbs the stairs of the 16th century clock tower and and sets the hands to 12 at sun set, marking the start of the new day in Islam.( Here is a good article about the clock. ) It was a little confusing the first to days to hear chimes at odd hours of every day.

We took our first Lanugage class today. It is humbling to seee how fast ones mind melds into mush after trying to learn a new alfabet. The kids were brave and tried to learn to translate their most important phrases. " Ja zelim puno Minecraft". " Ja volim minecraft"