Lunch in Beirut, Dinner in Sarajevo

So now that you have a picture in your mind of what our main floor on the house looks like, picture, if you will, a stunning similarity in my view from my office window:


That's right, my offices are smack-dab in the center of all the amazing projects going on downtown. So when I look out the window - it literally looks like I am working in Beirut, simply because everything looks like it has been bombed out.

I had to come back to this post and edit this last paragraph. I have absolutely no idea what my thought was that I was trying to make, it was a completely incomplete thought. It seems that my blogging is in as much disarray as the world around me. So please, Pardon our dust.