Scarecrows, Grapes and my Father
Last week I had the pleasure of hanging out in Sarajevo, in 19 degrees + sun, surrounded by beautiful people, greasy delicious foods, and alternating apéritifs and digestifs.
Spent most of my time hanging out in the city, except one day I went to visit my father's garden in Rakovica, which is just outside of Sarajevo.
The day was spent dieting and detoxing, while enjoying the fresh autumn air.
The fresh air part is true.