Who would not remember the lovely little Vučko, who rides on skis, then on bobsleighs, skates and finally throws himself from the ski jump? It is certainly remembered by anyone who experienced the Winter Olympic Games in 1984. They were held in the then very modern Yugoslav city of Sarajevo. A few years later, this very specific city surrounded by mountains was struck by a war that marked it forever.
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I have been travelling in the Balkans for years, visiting some capitals, and I have always pushed Sarajevo down the list for its location, even though Neum and Herzegovina have always been something attractive to me, even though I didn't know what. This is simply Bosnia and Herzegovina. Particularly attractive (http://a-trips.sk/neum/).
Writing about Sarajevo is not easy, and the emotion that this city leaves in a person is unforgettable ... but I'm already ahead of it. How was the idea of going there? This was helped by an unused vacation days and cheap flights from Budapest airport. We were also curious about the Christmas atmosphere in a partially Muslim country and the venue of the Olympic Games ... and the mission "Božić" in Sarajevo ( Christmas in Sarajevo) could begin.
On day D we headed to the airport, where we were surprised by the crowds of passengers as in the middle of the season. After an hour, our pink coloured plane was already landing at Sarajevo airport. We were surprised by the position of the airport, whose runway was right at the end of the gardens of the houses. The local airport is one of the smallest in this part of Europe. After we cleared the formalities and stood in line in mjenjačnica (exchange office)on the Bosnian convertible mark. The airport was very quiet with a small number of passengers. In front of the airport hall there was already a bus going to the center. The first transport moments in this country were very fast and totally hassle-free. We were excitedly waiting for the bus to move and take us to our destination called Baščaršija.
The bus started its journey through the city. It started near a row of houses just outside the airport, then small houses that you felt like in a large Balkan village, new buildings, communist housing estates bearing traces of war, historical buildings reminiscent of the Bratislava old town, small Muslim houses that were vanguard for our final stop - Baščaršija. This first contact with the city lasted about half an hour. The bus unloaded us at a beautiful reconstructed viječnica (town hall). In addition, we were helped by modern technologies that reliably led us alongside the famous Baščaršija to our accommodation on Abdesthana Street.
The hotel was located in a small, quiet alley just by the mosque. It was a renovated building of a former Muslim house furnished very nicely and comfortably. The view from the room was directly on the minaret, which was disadvantageous only at the time of prayer, when muezzin regularly woke us up at 6:15 a.m. in the morning with his singing. The hotel provided us with all necessary comfort and breakfast. Considering the price, this hotel was really an excellent choice. Our first day in Sarajevo could begin.