While a snow storm spreads over Iceland me and Nejra daydream of a Bosnian summer. Siting in a cafe in Sarajevo, sipping on real Bosnian coffee, wasting time and doing stuff for "cejf".
The roads are closed, people are advised to stay inside while the storm passes and even inside you can feel the chill of the strong wind. Sitting here makes me desire summer even more, walking down Bascarsija, smelling the smell of cevapi in the air and feeling the spirit of the city.
I took this picture a year ago, and I love how it show´s a little piece of Bosnia under our Icelandic mountains.