Belgrade! Belgrade!

As they said in my favorite show from childhood: "Sesame Street is brought to you by", then I am saying.. “The great weekend is brought to you by letter B as Belgrade and number 10”. Yes we went to Belgrade – we mean Rys, Rambo and Tomek. Journey – not so short, but cheap – Miskolc (19:30)-Budapest(22:00)-Belgrade(6:40) roundtrip costs about 38 Euro. But new stamps in passports are worth this price ;) So we came to Belgrade in the early morning – and although there was possibility to sleep in train – just few people were going then – almost every time when I fell asleep, either border control or ticket officer was waking me up and plucked me out from dreams… What I must admit now to be consequent in further relation, although the night was very warm, the wagons had heating on.. many trials to turn it off came to naught. We had this advantage, that weekend before Pieter and Johan went to the capital of Serbia, so we already knew the hostel where to spend night. Actually this one (Green Studio Hostel –Karađorđeva str. 69) was excellent for weekend trip. Located just near train station, with nice rooms, free access to internet and friendly hosts for just €10 . As we came.. we went to recover in beds. At about 11 we went to the city. Surprisingly – for us from colder Miskolc – high temperature – about 26 C and blue sky – the first memory from Belgrade. We moved to the city centre – and here first obstacle – the Marathon! All the capital full of runners, posters, spectators… it’s hard to believe that this city not so much time ago had tanks on the streets and people had to hide in cellars because of NATO attacks. The city is living! It is colorful, loud, crowded, but not like western plastic capitals, Belgrade has an atmosphere.. Slavic, Balkan.. unique.

What I would like to specially recommend is to visit Zemun district, the fortress and obligatory few churches – mainly Orthodox in the city. We were there on Palms’ Saturday surrounded by people with small bells and wreaths. Unfortunately we didn’t get to know what’s the origin of that. Maybe one of the reasons, that my impression about Serbia is so good was that finally after 3 weeks of fighting with Hungarian language I could hear Slavic language and what’s more.. to understand that! :) People are very open and enthusiastic our Slavic roots make them more friendly. Of course you can notice that Balkan blood is more hot than relatively cold Polish or Lithuanian, but also that has is kind of myth.

The evening brought me unwanted surprise – earache.. the result of opening windows in hot train. I got dews in chemistry, but pain was so unpleasant that after 2am I came back to the hostel, while Rambo and Tomek were having good time in one of Belgrade’s crowded on Saturday clubs.

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