I’ll hold up my hand and admit it: the billboard advertising worked. On the road over from Dubrovnik to Medjugorje, we passed billboard after billboard
Wrong bridge. Wrong river. But we went there anyway. We had thought, for some odd reason, that the bridge in Mostar was the one Ivo
Known in some circles as the place where the famous Humačka Tablet was found, I had never heard of Humac before reading up on the
In 1981, something happened in the village of Medjugorje that would change the shape of things to come. Dramatically. Our Lady appeared to six young
I doubt there’s a village, town, or city in the world that doesn’t look good when the lights come on. There’s something magical about dusk
Some people are good at spotting celebrities; others are good at spotting bargains. Me? I can spot a cemetery from miles away. And in a
A mate of mine once told me that you know when you hit the Balkans: the coffee gets good. Finding myself in the old town
Sunday night. Sarajevo. Dinner. The restaurant was already booked by our hosts – we had an address and a taxi and assurances that our table
I met a woman once who had survived the concentration camps. I was in awe of her. She was old and frail, but feisty. It
Since I started to boycott products made in China, my shopping habits have been severely curtailed. I loathe high streets and shopping malls with a
