I am at a train station in czech republic waiting for a train towards Warsaw to go to Lodz. Obviously, the train from Bratislava to here was so delayed, that i missed my connecting train, screw you hungarian train! I have to wait now more than 1.5h and i am really right in the middle of nowhere..
But yeah, since i have only 8.5h left to get there i use this waiting time to write my blog.
So lets get back to Belgrade. We arrived at 5 o’clock in the morning and had no place to go, so we waited until mcdonalds opened at 7am to get a coffee and especially wifi to look for a hostel. As we finally made it to the hostel, i was so tired, that as soon the checkin was done i would go to bed and have a good sleep. The others two walked through the city and decided to leave that very day, which i think was really stupid, like why rushing to every place, only to say: “yeah, i’ve been in Belgrade, haven’t seen anything of it, but i can check it now on my list.” But as i said, everyone travels on its own way and i was so relieved when they were finally gone..
This weekend, in Belgrade, was a “bierfest”. So, it is not really a beerfest in a way you would imagine it now, but it is actually a huge music-festival with bosnian and serbian musicians who are quite famous, and it is for free..it is called beerfest, because you can get beer from all over Europe and a pint is like about 1€ (110dinars). So imagine now standing in front of a scene in the middle of 50’000-60’000 people (we tried to guess, so it is only an approximative number). And the great thing was, that, beside us of course, everyone would know the artist and all of it’s songs and would sing and dance and party from the beginning to end of the whole concert. We western europeans are to reserved to party like this, it was so freaking cool. We went back the second day and there was a ska-concert, which is usually not the music i listen to, but we were dancing and after 2 or 3 beer we all would sing with the band although we have no clue about serbian or bosnian language. It really was amazing.
So who is we..? The first day in Belgrade i met a german guy i was hanging out with and the next day, while doing the free walking tour through Belgrade we would meet 3 french guys from Paris. After this walking tour we were all hungry, so we would go to a serbian restaurant to order serbian food. We asked the lady who was serving if she could create a huge plate for all of us with some of the specialties..so what we got: a huge plate of meat. :) as i said last time, i still had a weird stomach from Rumania and i was actually just craving some vegetables, but still, it was really good.:) Belgrade is an amazing place to visit..you have beautiful old buildings, next to bombed buildings, next to new buildings, next to buildings with bullet marks from the first world war.
Serbians from Belgrade are really helpful, friendly and smiling, although the conversation would not always be really easy. When i was at the hostel and the guys who work there would speak serbian, i just joined the conversation saying “dobro dobro, da da da” which means something like “good, ok, yeah”, because they would say that all the time, and they would always start laughing and start to explain in broken english what they were talking about.
Beside that, they are all soooo tall. Guys and girls are so tall, i felt like a dwarf. Girls are really beautiful and guys would look like Djokovic.:) it is a place i would go back to.
So..still feel like reading? I still have 30min left, oh no, 45min, the train is delayed.:( not cool..
After Belgrade i went to Ljubljana. In the train i had an empty seat next to me and 5english boys would come in and one would eventually sit down next to me. The first hour we would sleep, and then, being awake, we would start talking, laughing, sharing food, playing cards, etc. it was really nice, time went by so fast and it is astonishing how much you can learn about a person in a 8h train ride.
Once i Ljubljana i went to the hostel and…yeah i’ll tell you that next time!
Ps: waiting 1h at a train station equals 8h train ride, there is nothing worse..