Well, yesterday was Kasia's birthday and so she had a party to celebrate this event. There were a few people in her rather small apartment (about the same size as mine, but without a kitchen, only a kitchenette), about 10 or so. As with most gatherings involving young people the world over, there was a lot of alcohol, mostly vodka. One person, who shall remain nameless (although naming him wouldn't narrow things down - there were four guys there with his name), decided to impress us with a display of digestive pyrotechnics. This display happened in the lounge room, right in front of me (actually I moved when I saw what was going to occur and it landed right where I'd been sitting). It was only a small amount of vomit, and he then stumbled to the bathroom. Delightful.
I spoke to one of the exchange student people there who comes from Bosnia, but says that ethnically she's actually Serbian, and from what I gather, her town/village/city would like to be in Serbia rather than Bosnia, as the population of the city is mostly Serbian, and the language is Serbian, and, of course, she was born in Yugoslavia. Sounds like tensions still exist in the Balkans (is anyone really surprised?). I can't remember her name, but it could be something resembling Elena. She's studying architecture, which is probably going to be quite a useful profession in a country where a large amount of the previous architecture is no longer in its original form.
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