In 1993 during the Bosnian war, this town's 1557 bridge was blown up, but later rebuilt. A small photo exhibit showed footage of it being blown up. It's heartbreaking because I know where I was sitting when these things were happening and I remember the news stories.
There are still quite a lot of damaged buildings throughout the city, but they are beautiful in their own way. I always have a soft spot for damaged buildings, but I am in my own process of deconstruction and rebuilding, so I think my affinity is even higher for places which feel the same. Not that I wish to create beauty through war damage, but there is beauty in everything.
I asked this couple with a hand gesture if it was ok to take their picture, and they said ok.
There's also still quite a lot of buildings bricked up like this.
Sisters from Hong Kong who I met while in Dubrovnik. They were were also on their way to Sarajevo. The older sister was studying economics in Vienna.
From the train window III.