The palm trees were so beautiful. They made me think if shishtaok roasters, but alas no loose meat was to be had. Instead we ate Dalmation ham. (Not of dalmations but rather refering to the region of Croatia called Dalmatia. We are not sure who came first the dog or the reagion, but apparently the islands in the area look much like dalmation spots from an arial view) .
Don't be too jelouse though, back in Bosnia there are no palm trees to be seen. Everything is thick with coal smoke, since this is what people seem to use to heat their houses- that or sometimes they just randomly chop down trees. Not much is left of school. Something like 18 days. Then we head for our road trip in the szkoda, which we have not yet named. Any suggestions? (for the szkoda and the trip)
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It's such a frustrating situation with the live mines; war that never ends.
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