To day were the day were Anders and me were going to meet up with the chairmen/ladies of the students councils from different schools. So we got up early and went straight to Abrasevic and meet up with Elma. The first girl came on time while Anders and me were playing table-tennis, ya Anders won and then we don’t talk more about that. By chilling out a lot the culture has shown it self. Table-tennis and bagammon is the shit down here! the are born with a racket in one hand and dices in the other! Recommendation for to day: -think twice before challenging the locals in any of this sports!
-Our hot model Anders getting readdy to ask questions in the interviews.
We had some really great meetings with the different chairmen/ladies. They all went “DA” when we asked -do you think you would like to help us? -witch means -yes-. Around and about we had heard the roomers that the young people didn’t want to cooperate, so far NOT TRUE!!! I guess it will show on saturday when the workshop takes place.
While Anders and I were interviewing different chairmen/ladies with Elma, the girls were typing on the macs.
Lots of mails had to be sent out again, and we are still without founding for the development of pictures in Mostar. -As it is a dynamic project we will see what’s happening and take it from there. 
-So there were allso time for humor.
With that attitude we gathered for a brainstorm in the boiling sun. It wasn’t a brainstorm method we had seen before, i think i will call it -come and go as you like- it was only hedvig who was eager, she sat sown -in the sun- while the rest of us stood in the shadows drinking water and basically not really being as focused as we probably should have been. Any way. For some strange reason it all worked out just fine. A lot of different ways of presenting the pictures at the Spanish square was taken note of. one of my favorites was Hedvigs idea of having the participants to cary their own picture around the neck and walk the catwalk. a basically a Picture walk, this was an alternative way, if we couldn’t get any thing to post the pictures on. By now we are still waiting for permission and founding.
After a very nice session at Abrasevic, the youth center, Anders and I walked home to send the mails that the girls had been working on. We Kaospilot are not used to not having internet connections when working. -surroundings we just have to deal with. 20 min walk in 30 degrees later, the mails were send and we felt like doing something nice for the girls. We went for a walk in the hot air just to feel alive and the we went shopping for the dinner. We ran into several communication problems a long the way. first we needed cream in order to make -flødekartofler- cream beaked potatoes (wild guess - by Søren). We came home with cream with sugar -not useable. Second major mistake was at the butcher, here we tried to find out what was what. after several attends in many languages we came back to basic, pointing and saying the sound of the animal. So we point at what looks like beef and say MOOOOUUUU... “da da!!!” okay so fare so good. then the butcher points at some more white meat and speaks Bosnian, Anders was really trying to understand and at the point where he thinks he got it, he yells out ØF ØF (the sound of a pig). The butcher is not pleasant! -I remind Anders that we are on the muslim side of town..(Sometimes the muslims here can be very hard to figure out, they drink like vikings, and women don't wear scarfs, the mosks have bars implemetet in the same building,,,,but they still don't eat pig).. We both apologist many times and got some very nice sliced beef steaks. -A good dinner was made for the girls, a glass of red wine, personal mails and nice music took over the room. Hedvig’ nails has been pimped just to squeeze that in some where :)
A good finish of a good day!
-A picture from the day. Some windows lead to blue air, some to higher levels. You are to choose your own window! -Picture and Night poetry by Søren :) Song of the day: “Man in black” by Jhonny Cash.
Word of the day: “Ceif” this word describes the atmosphere around you when your a chilling out and just enjoying the moment. If someone is having a “ceif” your are not to mess with it.
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