Jajce - this time for real

Like everything, also our language course had to come to an end. Some of us headed on to Sarajevo, and this time we deciced to actually take the right direction and stop over in Jajce. Which we did, and I was even happier we got to see Bihac too. In Jajce traces of the war were even more visible and the aura of despair clung to the city.

peace doves on the wall of the former (=socialist) youth centre

the destroyed kiosk next to the waterfall park, a potential tourist attraction

in the AVNOJ Museum*

Jajce, once upon a time

Franciscan church

the last picture my camera took before the batteries died