I have let my feelings known regarding off season travel (I love it), and nowhere has reinforced my opinion of this more than Mostar, Herzegovina. Walking through Mostar’s Stari Grad, it’s clear why the…
David and I are avid runners. Not at the moment, but I’ll get to that soon enough. Before our trip to Serbia and Bosnia over New Years, we were running around 40 miles a…
I’ll be honest, we ended up in Kosovo on a technicality. When I spontaneously switched jobs last fall and decided to take an impromptu trip through the south Balkans, we were thinking primarily of…
As the title of my blog implies (the kitsch part), I am a collector. I have mild hoarding aspirations that I attempt to disguise by portraying myself as a discerning collector of random, yet…
Belgrade, Serbia is one of those places I was destined to fall in love with. Everything I knew about it spoke to me on an almost primal level. It’s home to pristine examples of…
In the flurry of spontaneous excitement that comprised planning our first Bitchin’ Balkans adventure in October of last year, we added a night in Ohrid, thinking that three nights in Skopje might be a…
I’ve been meaning to write this post for a while, but have put it off because I’m not quite sure how to unpack my feelings about Buzludzha. Have you ever seen pictures of a…
So I know that the time for year in review posts has come and long gone, but, like your hoarder neighbors who leave the Christmas wreath up until Spring, I too have put off…
The Eastern Bloc is great for folks interested in urban exploration (see also here and here). As luck would have it (luck may be a bad word for it), the combination of poor economic…
I think it’s common knowledge that the quickest and easiest way to get to know a place is with someone who lives there and knows its ins and outs. It cuts down on the…