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Friday, 16 April. The weather had turned very cool, but we were prepared for it and had a lot to see. We went back to the Gazi Husrev-Beg Mosque so Larry could see it.

Interior of the Gazi Husrev-Beg Mosque

Entrance to the Mosque

The Mosque has its own market

We'd had only a brief glimpse of the Bazaar last evening, so we went back there and went through it quite thoroughly. We didn't buy anything, though, because we planned to come back later to shop.

Crowd in the Bazaar

Jane at Bazaar's coppersmith shops

Then we walked up the hill where there was supposed to be an old, predominantly Muslim section, but it didn't look very interesting. We bought some flat bread right from a brick kiln on the way down, and we bought some other things in the Bazaar for our lunch.

It was here that we finally realized why so many people we encountered made such a fuss over Kevin, our youngest. He wore his hair in bangs that came down past his eyelids, so he had to tilt his head back to see anything except the ground in front of him. To any adult looking down at him, it would appear that his bangs completely covered his eyes. While we were buying things for lunch, the woman waiting on us insisted on giving Kevin a large cookie. When we tried to decline, she kept telling us something, but we didn't understand until she said "cieco,” the Italian word for "blind.” It seemed that many people thought Kevin was blind because his bangs covered his eyes.

Pigeons in old Bascarsija section

Copper goods in Bazaar

While the others took the food back to the car, I started looking for a silver-over-copper Turkish coffee set on the metal workers street. I found a nice one and got the price down from 850 dinars ($59) to 550 dinars ($38). The merchant hurriedly closed the deal when I said he might have to leave the shop to get Jane's approval.

Larry found an old Serbian officer's sword in another shop. We bought that for 350 dinars ($25) even though it had deteriorated through storage in a damp place. We bought a couple rings at another place, and Randall bought himself a fez.

We also visited the old Serbian Orthodox Church (1939), which was very interesting. Of course, we couldn't leave Sarajevo without walking across the Latinska Bridge where Archduke Franz Ferdinand and his wife Sophia were assassinated in 1914. A plaque (on the corner building across the bridge) marked the spot from which the shots were fired.

Iconastasis in Serbian Orthodox Church

Latinska Bridge