After forty three hours of travel across twelve time zones, I arrived back in Sarajevo on Wednesday night. My body is still in rebellion against the complete reversal night and day, fidgeting into the wee hours of the morning, and bolting awake to the sun high in the sky.
Soon as my mind catches up, (I keep saying “in a day or so”), I’ll try to write something inspiring.
This is the front entrance of the University of the Nations in Kona,
where I spent the past month.