Trip Start Aug 29, 2011
Trip End Sep 22, 2011

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Backpacker's Lounge

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Thursday, September 8, 2011

We arrived in Belgrade after an uncomfortable bus from Sofia, via Nis at 10pm on Tuesday.We were immediately confused as we were expecting to arrive at 11:30pm and so did not exit the bus immediately, finally deciding to shift our arses when the driver turned the engine off and he himself departed.

We found our hostel - which is in the absolute centre of the centre - and went for a drink at a nearby bar. The next day we wandered around the city centre stopping in cafes along the way. Our first stop was the National Museum, so we went in and were directed to what we thought was the start of the exhibition, which it was. It was also the end. One room. One room of tomb remains which we could not even understand the information about. Excellent. Our next cultural stop was more rewarding - we went to Princess Ljubica's Mansion which we both decided we wouldn't mind living in ourselves - lots of sitting rooms, artworks and some Turkish Baths

We have met some more people in this hostel, including a couple of Turkish guys. After a few moments of polite chit chat, where one of the guys asked us our names, he then reciprocated with "I am Fatih Aslan" (pronounced Farty Arseland). The snigger that followed was pretty undisguisable but was rescued in part by an irrelevant anecdote which then allowed us to guffaw freely. Clearly we are far more mature and resourceful than since you last saw us. 

Back to Belgrade. The recent political unrest still seems raw and there is little reference to, or information about the country's immediate history. Everyone has a kind of grumpy charm about them, the best example of which was our waiter at lunch who looked at us with such distain every time we asked for something, and then told us to sit down (as if we were naughty children) when we went to ask him for the bill. All quite public and embarrassing.   

Another interesting point is that either we have developed severe clumsiness or the pavements in Eastern Europe are quite treacherous. Between us we fall over or at the very least do one of those embarrassing stumble-runs about four times a day. It literally, keeps us on our toes and adds an element of danger and excitement (and even humour) to the most mundane of daily outings.   
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john on

Hi girls,
so you are just a pair of stumblebums. Belgrade seem a bundle of fun! Reminds me of Minsk but hopefully warmer. Where next?
I'm off to Cornwall tomorrow morning for a long weekend with the Johns.
Keep safe, All my love Dad F.

Liz on

I think Farty Arseland sounds v funny and have read aloud story to Stu :-) Glad you are having a good cultural time - pls explain the bit about still being friends?!!! lots of love xxx

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