The boys had been literally begging to go back to visit Banja Luka since we left. Foster's 10th birthday wish, after blwoing out the candle "to visit Banja Luka." So with new passports in hand, this past winter we booked our trip. Not knowing what it was going to be like for the boys. They have such big memories of Banja Luka, their friends our apartment, cevapi. John and I weren't sure how things would measure up once we got there.
Well, we shouldn't have been worried. We had 4 days of non-stop fun. Even a 3-hour delay at the border on Friday evening didn't dampen our excitement and fun. The only regret Foster had was that "we should have stayed longer" and "he wants us to go back there and live." The boys bucket list was completed--eating Vera's wonderful cooking; seeing old friends (Jan and his family, Petar and his family, Alexis, Filip); vsiting their old school and apartment; eating cevapci everyday (including a velika (large) portion at our favorite Cevaptaria near our old apartment; and ass much Sauk od Jagoda (strawberry juice) as they could drink.
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