Sarajevo

We went to Sarajevo, which, after two visits, I think of as 'the city of perpetual rain, but good beer.' Maybe it's the Balkan Portland.

We stayed in a cute hotel in the center of it all. Cute, but not cloying. Interesting things on the wall. We had to remove dolls and stuffed animals from our beds so we could sleep on them. Old magazines around, French ones, mostly. I tried to take a quiz from a French teen magazine on Leo DiCaprio and failed it miserably. Not too surprising, as I don't know French.

We visited the Synagogue and the Jewish Museum, which had an exhibit about the Viennese Jewish community - but it was all holograms. Very jumbled together holograms. One hologram would have a building, some coins, a book, a hat and a menorah one top of each other. Interesting information and holograms are cool, but this was definately not more than the sum of its parts. I wonder what the curator was thinking. . .

and we celebrated my dad's birthday with good cake. . .