One-way ticket to Sarajevo
In high school at Milton Academy in 1993, I participated in a
mock Bosnian peace conference for Boston area high school
students. My school represented the Bosnian Serbs and I was the
vilified religious leader. Studying the ethnic conflict made me
realize the parallels between the ethnic-religious based
bloodshed in Yugoslavia and my family’s plight with
anti-Semitism in the former Soviet Union.
In 1998, I saw the film, Welcome to Sarajevo, and decided
that I wanted to go to Bosnia to do humanitarian work. Two years
later, my good friend Paula Goldman was in Sarajevo on an
internship and invited me to join her. Without a job, I took my
backpack and bought a one-way ticket to Amsterdam and made my
way via train and bus to Sarajevo.
These travelogues were originally emails to friends and
family. The articles were published during and after my Bosnian
15 month sojourn.
- 126 pages to make a cup of coffee
- A few more stops to Sarajevo…
- Bosnia in my veins
- Contemplating the Sarajevo Valley and sinking into the Bosnian reality
- FAQs about Susan’s stay in………….
- From Flying Passport to TNT in my laptop
- In an Auschwitz barrack when the light turns off
- Susan in Sarajevo Part #1
- Susan in Sarajevo Part #5
- Traveling on the Balkan Express a la Susan
- Working in Beirut, in Mostar (Hercegovina)