While Nanna and Hedvig was starting writing repport and waiting for the skype guidance meeting with our team mannager Kasper Arentoft, Søren and I went into to town to do a lot of practical stuff and to meet up with some of the people from our enormous network we have created by now.
First of all we needed to clarify costs, sizes, quality and development of pictures. So we went to the office of democracy to pick up one of the workers there, who would bring us to the photoshop that the municipality have made the deal with. We went there together the three of us unknowing that an annoying and surprising experience was going to happen. We have got 100 euro from the municipality for the pictures, that we thought was more than enough..BUT NO. actually, opposite to everything else here in Bosnia, it was twice the price compared to Denmark, so we could get 1 picture for 10 euro, that means we only had economy for 10 pictures, and to make a proper exhibition we need at least 40 pictures. So we suddenly where in a need of 200 euro. Bummer... Secondly the lady that was with us to help translating in the photo-store had a few problems with listening to any other than herself (She could definitely need a lesson with David Stokholm about how to listen), so i had to raise the voice to get trough. I don't know if see got a little afraid, but it helped. We tried to use our business skills to get some kind of quantity discount, but the photo dealer just went NIET NIET,,,,,,NIET NIET (No way) After we told him that the other photo store across the street could make it half price, he started to loose a little up and was willing to sell the pictures 7,5 euro (We had to use this photo store because he was into some kind of corporation with the municipality) Okay, we still needed 200 euro, so what to do. HANS our father in Vejle, of course!!!! we went back to the democracy office and wrote him a mail and explained him the situation. It only took 10 min for him to respond with the very nice message telling that Vejle municipality would like sponsor the needed money. Thank you Hans...
Time for breakfast. We decided to eat breakfast in one of the small restaurants near the river next to a little watercourse. The time was at that point 11.30 so we decided to order lunch. Veal kebab with french fries. Right after finishing the lunch we heart a funny sound from the other side of the stream, it was a outlet from a toilet of the restaurant next to us. A big brown mass was dumping into the water in the stream followed by pink toilet-paper ...mmmmmmm nice nice...Not. We agreed upon an appreciation about they waited till we have finished lunch.
Next mission: Nanna and I had the day before made an appointment with Radio Mostar about deliver a KP brochure to them so they could prepare an interview with some of us tomorrow, so Søren and I went there, and they almost started to read when they got it. They said they need a day to or two to go trough the blog and the booklet, and will call me today to arrange the interview.
Next step was a meeting with one of our new journalist, Belma 16 years old and from the gymnasium, she had already made one interview and wanted to check if she was right on track, and she was, definitely. She had made a very nice objective interview, that we went through with her. It was right on spot. Well done Belma!!! We killed a half hour with an ice cream and a small talk about how she could improve the interview even more.
Then we went to Abrasevic to meet up with the girls for a small briefing upon what had happened so far that day.
They made us very glad by telling us that the guidance with Kasper went very well. He told them that we definitely where right on track with our project. We agreed upon finishing the day off with a small brainstorm on how we could secure that the webpage, we have created for the youngsters here in Mostar, could go on when we are gone.
Time for a haircut. We ordered a beer and a Luso (Luso is made out of grapes and not of plums like Slivovic are, actually Luso tastes even better) and I started to cut Sørens hair with Nannas paper scissor. It went quite well I think so. Something i learned when i went to Handsome Boy Modeling School.
Anders giving Søren a haircut. No it wasn't a bet...
After a cosy time Søren, Nanna and Hedvig went home and I decided to stay for one beer more, half way trough my beer Hanne showed up in a good smily mood. After a little time with mailing, chatting and talking we wanted to go to Belmas class of choir. We met up with her in front of the gymnasium and walked for 20 minutes to the Papparatti Center. We joint in a lesson of Choir and it sounded very beautiful.
On our way out I suddenly heard a drum-kit and a electric guitar in one of the others room, i started feeling ticklish inside my stomach. I needed to play!!! So we knocked the door and I ask if I could try the drums, and yes I could. It was wonderful to play a little music again.
Back to Abrasevic for one more beer before going home to bed, we thought so, but no. We met up with Feda and Nedim. The two 30 years old guys that looks like they haven't realized that we are not in 1970 anymore. Velvet trousers and shirts with big flips.
They asked us( Hanne and I) if we wanted to have a four-man party at there place in the west side of town. And that was a experience we couldn't say no to. Jumped in the car driving to there apartment, it felt very good to be on our way to a private apartment. Feda And Nedim sat in the front-seat talking bosnian and english alternately. Suddenly Nedim stops the car in the middle of the road, Feda is jumping out very fast. What is happening??? looking through out the back-window we saw Feda was squatting in the verge picking flowers for the apartment. So sweet. Great guys!!
We got there and took the elevator up to the 7th floor, entered the apartment that looks exactly like there clothes, totally 1970. It was extremely big and they had the must beautiful view out over the town. we went to their 30 m2 big balcony and sat there drinking coffee and beers until 04.30 and had great conversations about everything you can't imagine :)
Nice Nice evening.
Søren became like a child when he saw this sign hanging over a bar.
This is the beautifull view from where Søren and anders had brakefast.
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