Thursday: A Day of History

We have had a day steeped in various aspects of history, starting with visiting the spot from where Gavrilo Princip fired the shot that killed Franz Ferdinand and his wife. K. and I swear that we both felt a shiver, until the moment was ruined by 40 Spanish tourists.

Other highlights in a long walking day included visiting the Olympic Stadium where Torvill and Dean performed their unrivalled 'Bolero'. We only saw the outside but it is a complete overgrown mess, filled with carpet shops and sex shops. Most stadia seem to end up as complete white elephants.

We also saw the Srebrenica exhibition, a photography exhibition dedicated to that particular atrocity. Hard to sum up in words and equally hard to leave that exhibition without a lump in your throat.

And other historical reminders in the form of bullet holes in buildings and, in some cases, massive mortar shell holes that have just been filled in, leaving very visible scars.

Sarajevo is an eclectic, very interesting, mess of a city. Turkish influenced buildings, next to Austro-Hungarian beauties, and with the odd communist block thrown in .