Photos from Serbia
Trip Start Jul 2005
1Trip End Jul 2005
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The festival is held in the castle in Novi Sad with various stages around the different parts of the castle including the moat, the main stage takes pride of place at the castles highest point. The music goes from indie through to dance via some local folk and Mongolian throat singers (it is rather impressive - in case you were wondering)
Also managed to fit in some time to hang out at the beach - well beach on the river Danube. It is amasing how many hours you can pass throwing a ball about in a river and the day was finished up with a delightful Burek all for the price of 50p!
After the festival was done and dusted we had a couple of day trips one of which was out to a town in the heart of the wine growing district. Definitely worth having a local with you when you go to these places. The buildings with grapes above their gates (that is metal grapes not an actual bunch) are the places that sell wine. You go in taste what they have on offer - a couple of reds, a white and a desert wine - pick your container - standard glass wine bottle, 2L coke bottle, small plastic barrel - and they fill you up and off you go. Felt very classy wondering through town swigging wine from a coke bottle in a bag
Nick had gone to Serbia with Richard a year or two before and returned with stories of the meat there and how no one can do meat like the Serbians etc. etc. Their particular favourite was what they named Fatty Goodness and you know when you hear how good something is over and over again that when you actually have it it is a total anti-climax, well this wasn't one of those times. Wow that stuff is good, it is basically smoked pork belly where the meat and the fat just melt when you eat it - so good. It's proper name is slanina, if you ever get the chance tuck in. In order to enjoy this finest of local produce we headed to a restaurant where you can order a 'boat of meat'. A large carved wooden plate (kind of like a boat) arrives with various bits of meat and sausages and the odd potato and you basically just gorge. All fantastic and for extra excitment the candle set fire to a napkin half way through dinner so we had a mini bonfire on the table as well.
The Serbians are also perhaps the finest BBQers in existance
Our last night involved us drinking in a pub in town - all quiet again now the festival masses had departed. Well quiet apart from us lot dancing around like fools, drunken fools. Hvala Serbia!