No, I will not forget about the war. And I will never forget the kindness and hospitality of the Bosnian people. The small alleyways peaking around the corners in Bascarsija. The picturesque countryside with tall columns supporting the railway. The tooth-achingly sweet Bosnian baklava.

And the climb uphill to the apartment where I was staying in Bistrik (always after a full meal, bloody hard work).

No, I won't forget.