In the past week, whilst hobbling around due to leg injury resulting from a hit-and-run, I have encountered a medical doctor who served as an intern in Bosnia treating refugees from the war, a pharmacist's assisstant who's family fled BiH at the beginning of the war, and a Serbian wandering beach bum who returns periodically to Belgrade to resume his infamous career as a club dj.
The strings of synchronicty are often sticky silken threads that lead one to another. A pattern is forming.
Sarajevo is calling.
How can I miss a place I've never been?
Or, as some who have me phrase that question:
How can I miss a place I've (seemingly) never been?
[-19 days]
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Showing posts with label meetings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label meetings. Show all posts
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Getting close...
I've got a few meetings scheduled in Serbia, Sarajevo, and Croatia. Hoping to have a few more lined up by the time i depart for the mythic realm that was Yugoslavia.
This long weekend break from school, I'll make a trial of packing things for the trip to see where I'm at as far as space and weight goes, continuing reading, set up my profile and mission statement on Couch Surfing, and sketch a geographic itinerary. I've made some orders for books and a couple of items I still need for the Travelogue, but other than that, I need only to stay focused on the remaining weeks of school and the three papers and two exams left this semester. Then three weeks of nothing but work and antici ... pation. :)
50 days from now I'll be somewhere over the Atlantic en route to Heathrow before the immediate hop from there to Budapest.
Life may be sweeter for this, I don't know...
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This long weekend break from school, I'll make a trial of packing things for the trip to see where I'm at as far as space and weight goes, continuing reading, set up my profile and mission statement on Couch Surfing, and sketch a geographic itinerary. I've made some orders for books and a couple of items I still need for the Travelogue, but other than that, I need only to stay focused on the remaining weeks of school and the three papers and two exams left this semester. Then three weeks of nothing but work and antici ... pation. :)
50 days from now I'll be somewhere over the Atlantic en route to Heathrow before the immediate hop from there to Budapest.
Life may be sweeter for this, I don't know...
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Sunday, March 28, 2010
Contact. 3... 2... 1...
So I finally got off my electronic missives to a couple of notable persons in the Balkans. Directors Danis Tanović and Emir Kusturica. Incidentally, both are Sarajevans, with one having returned to Sarajevo after the wars and the other relocating in (apparently) more than merely geography from where he was before the wars.
I would feel honored and privalaged if I can even have a correspondence with them, let alone getting to meet and speak with them first-hand.
52 days until I hop on that big ol' jet airliner that will carry me to Far Away.
Excitement is starting to simmer at a mid-boil. :)
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I would feel honored and privalaged if I can even have a correspondence with them, let alone getting to meet and speak with them first-hand.
52 days until I hop on that big ol' jet airliner that will carry me to Far Away.
Excitement is starting to simmer at a mid-boil. :)
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Sunday, February 21, 2010
Opening Thoughts
87 days until the Balkan travelogue begins. Starting to get excited about things. Tickets are purchased, for the most part, and I'm making a list of things I'd like to take and such ilk as that. Travel light this time. Last time over, I had just a bit too much and carrying two bags was cumbersome and inconvenient. This time I'm taking a backpack with an empty daypack inside. And no laptop. I'll take the camera and some flash drives, and then use internet cafés to upload photos and transfer copies and post updates. Be a lot easier on the awareness energy and concern with delicacy in carrying the backpack if there's no computer involved.
The trek will begin in Budapest where I hope to score another sweet deal on Tokaji like I had and didn't take advantage of last time, and will ship a case home. Then down to Beograd where I will cross paths with C. Slough and Natasha D. Slough offered to show me around Beograd and Natasha is asking Zoran Živković if I can sit in on a class with them and maybe talk about the wars, if he's willing.
Beyond that there only the most general of plans. Republika Srpska and the museums of atrocity. Sarajevo, where I hope to cross paths with Danis Tanović and Zlatko Dizdarević. Through Mostar to the Hravatska coast. Dubrovnik for as long as I can stand... ;) A place I've often dreamed about.
After ferrys up the coast, meandering to Rijeka, then train to Ljubljana and a flight to Paris. I'll have about 18 hours in the City of Lights, enough time to drink some coffee and pay a vist to Uncle Charles in Montparnasse. The next morning, a Eurostar to London and then the flights back home.
That's when the organization of the collected notes and experience produces a Fellowship essay, a poster project, which is likely to include, on my part, a multimedia production. This trip is also going to furnish me with an English Honors project. I already have an idea as to what I want to that be and accomplish.
87 days. A lot to do before then.
Staying up until 5 am this morning isn't helping to get any of that done... but it is providing the foundations for this chronicle.
Ah. Laku noć.
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The trek will begin in Budapest where I hope to score another sweet deal on Tokaji like I had and didn't take advantage of last time, and will ship a case home. Then down to Beograd where I will cross paths with C. Slough and Natasha D. Slough offered to show me around Beograd and Natasha is asking Zoran Živković if I can sit in on a class with them and maybe talk about the wars, if he's willing.
Beyond that there only the most general of plans. Republika Srpska and the museums of atrocity. Sarajevo, where I hope to cross paths with Danis Tanović and Zlatko Dizdarević. Through Mostar to the Hravatska coast. Dubrovnik for as long as I can stand... ;) A place I've often dreamed about.
After ferrys up the coast, meandering to Rijeka, then train to Ljubljana and a flight to Paris. I'll have about 18 hours in the City of Lights, enough time to drink some coffee and pay a vist to Uncle Charles in Montparnasse. The next morning, a Eurostar to London and then the flights back home.
That's when the organization of the collected notes and experience produces a Fellowship essay, a poster project, which is likely to include, on my part, a multimedia production. This trip is also going to furnish me with an English Honors project. I already have an idea as to what I want to that be and accomplish.
87 days. A lot to do before then.
Staying up until 5 am this morning isn't helping to get any of that done... but it is providing the foundations for this chronicle.
Ah. Laku noć.
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