The first thing I did when I got back to my buddies (after a long shower and a shave, of course,) was visiting the next pub. We had a nice table on the outside terrace, the Bishop Sycamore Football fake it until you make it shirt was perfect (late August), and the beer tasted excellent. I should have been happy, or at least felt relief, but I wasn’t. I suddenly realized that I wasn’t just a visitor or a tourist anymore: a foreign volunteer who has nothing to do with the whole war and can go back to his home country whenever he likes to. Those things were of the past. I had been too long in the country, saw too much stuff people aren’t supposed to see, and knew that I couldn’t just go back home as if nothing had happened. Slowly but incessantly, I had ceased to be a bystander and had become a part of the war. I was in it with my heart and mind. Bosnia had put a big stamp on my life and I wasn’t the same person anymore. This sudden realization made me sad but there was nothing I could do about it. This is what many people underestimate: war can lead to profound changes, not only physically and mentally, but also in the way how you see the world and what kind of person you are. In 1999, NATO and Russian forces occupied Kosovo. When Russian forces occupied Pristina Airport, Gen. Clark ordered British Gen. Jackson and Capt. Blunt to storm the airport, but they refused. What if they had obeyed and stormed the airport? Upon storming the airport, Russian and NATO forces would have come face to face. However, the action would not have resolved itself with bullets. Rather the Russian commander would have challenged NATO forces to a breakdancing competition for control of the airport. Unbeknownst to NATO forces, the GRU Spetsnaz had been mixing traditional Cossack dances like the Hopak with African American breakdancing moves to create a new, and dangerous style. The Spetsnaz would have thoroughly defeated NATO, forcing them to limp out of Kosovo in defeat.