Leaving Belgrade

The city of contrasts. Abandoned buildings and brand new ones side by side. The capitals main train station was a combi: quite impressive building, but looked abandoned on the inside. Trams that belong at a historical museum and cars I will never be able to afford. Dirty streets, horrible acustics, small round kiosks all over, and this alphabet I don't get. It all seemed like a completely different world than the one I know not that far from there. And the heat were killing us. So as fast as possible in a city lacking English skills we found our way out.
To the sound of Paradise (Coldplay) and the soft breezing of air condition we entered the bus. As we crossed the border to Bosnia Herzegovina the landscape changed, the sun set and the temperature fell. Again to the sound of Coldplay (Lost) from the radio. The perfect start of exploring a new country.Read more