As regular readers of this blog will know, if there's a riot going on - I'm usually not far away.
While I do not feel qualified to participate in the Bosnian revolution (despite a local associate's rousing call to "occu-fucking-py!" as he drove us drunkenly through the winding roads of Republica Srpska at 80mph last night), I was certainly able to fulfil my duties as a wide-eyed westerner with a camera-phone as Sarajevo enjoyed its collective hangover today, and to reflect on a city reflecting on itself.
Ladies discussing the burned-out cars.
A police man poses for a snapshot.
The same lady photographing the gutted Presidency building.
Video interview for TV probably. Everybody is taking photos or videos today.
This man favours an iPad.
I bet he's glad he rides a bike. In the background, more people take photos.
Lady photographing a fire engine.
The rioters' comment on state-owned cars and interiors.
This man is taking a photo of a woman taking a photo. What a vulture!
Man.
This was a popular spot for taking photos.
Two eager photographers.
An intrepid photographer holds back til iPhone Lady can get her shot.
A policeman returns from his lunch-break as a cyclist stops for a snap.
This dog was the only one brave enough to go down to the river. I saw him trying to eat some paperwork that had fallen out of the burned car.
The dog drew a crowd.
Policeman trailing a ribbon.
Moments later he was cordoning off an area.
This photographer is certain they'll publish his photo.
Getting a better angle.
Man taking a photo while his friend waits.
Hipster taking a photo.
The hipster makes way so this lady can get her photo.
Low angle.
This photographer has got himself in a tangle. Also, he is missing the obvious pun on the vending machine.
One for the family album.
I wonder what he's thinking now!
As I finished this post, news broke of a letter of demands published by the protesters.
