Bečki Balkan

Almost 200.000 Viennese were born in Ex-Yugoslavia or born to parents who were. That is around 10 per cent of the city’s population. Most of them live in working class neighborhoods. Like the one I live in. A photo essay.

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Srećan rodjendan i pozdrav.

Today, millions are celebrating or at least commemorating the birthday of a country that no longer exists. It’s November 29th, Dan Republike.

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The French Connection Or: The Language Thing Pt V

Part V of a series on observations on those minor linguistic differences in the language formerly known as Serbocroatian. And how a language is being inventend for political purposes.

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The Bridge of Mostar. (c) balkanblogger.com

Bosnier für eine Nacht

Eine Ausstellung* junger bosnischer Künstlerinnen und Künstler im Ost-Klub bringt die bosnische Community in Wien zusammen. Und zeigt einmal mehr, wie wenig verheilt die Wunden des Bürgerkriegs sind.

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There’s Little To Celebrate

Bosnia’s politicians and representatives were celebrating to 20th anniversary of the Dayton Accords a few days ago in Sarajevo. Most Bosnians wonder what there is to celebrate.

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A Month of Storytelling

Balkan Stories Blog has been out for a month now. As storytelling goes, it’s been an interesting month that brought about a suprise or two. Time for a first look back.

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An old man with crutches easts a bowl of soup in the restaurant Pod Lipom in the Old Town of Sarajevo

The Kitchen Debate Or: The Language Thing Pt IV

Part IV of a series on observations on those minor linguistic differences in the language formerly known as Serbocroatian. And this time a bit beyond – for it does concern something that’s among the most important things for people on the Balkans.

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The Day Music Lost Its Innocence

Nationalists don’t just steal people’s lives and whatever money they can get their hands on. Most of all they steal history and culture. They hijack and destroy it. One example is my favorite song from Ex-Yugoslavia.

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Impressions From Zagreb

There definitely are worse off places on the Balkans than Zagreb. A few impressions from a short trip I took in late April.

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Party, Life and Santa

Beograd is a city that has gained – and well earned – a reputation as a great place to party at. That most people’s lives aren’t as much fun most of the time is easily forgotten and overlooked. And maybe that’s why people in Beograd love to party as hard as they can.

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A Declaration Of Love. Of Sorts.

Why does a journalist from Vienna write about the Balkans and the people that live there in his spare time? An attempt to explain.

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Up In Smoke Or: The Language Thing Pt III

Part III of a series on observations on those minor linguistic differences in the language formerly known as Serbocroatian. Or, in this case, the usual lack thereof. And how a pack of smokes can tell us what’s going wrong with a country.

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