While I was there my mentor/professor came out to visit to see how my trip was going and we basically just rented a car and went out into the rural areas away from the city and got lost on some dirt roads. We found a middle-aged shepard walking along with his AK-47 tending his sheep and I stumbled through some bosnian to try to find our way back on the map. At the end, I shook is hand and, I'm already not a big guy, but this was the biggest hand I've ever shook in my life. It was intense, and then my hand smelled like sheep for the rest of the day. It's a weird thing but it's seared into my brain.