Author Archives: Katja

I’m exhausted. I’ve decided to sleep in tomorrow. Which is kind of annoying, because I went for a short walk in Bratislava before it got dark, and it seems like a super cute little city. Sleeping late means less time exploring the city. But I just have to sleep. There is no alternative. I’m stayingContinue reading “Day 31: At the backpacker’s hostel in Bratislava”

After checking in at the hostel, the sun was still up, so I decided to take an evening stroll through the city.   It’s got a cut little old town, on the north shore of the Danube. Almost endearing. I liked it.

I’ve been sitting on this train since 7. It feels like forever. When we stopped in Budapest to change locomotives, I was seriously tempted to just get off the train and go have some Hungarian food and then go to sleep at the Maverick. I went up at 4:30, because I was nervous about notContinue reading “Day 31: Report from a train”

Not as artistic as in Vienna and not as politically refreshing as in Sarajevo, Belgrade still had some street art high lights. A real zebra crossing. Putin could be found in many places. Ana had told us that Serbs like the Russians. And sure, OK. They can like Russia all they want – but howContinue reading “Day 26-30: Street art of Belgrade”

I thought it might be something similar to the raspberry beer in Belgium, but it was not. This was very sweet. Kind of like a blueberry cider. OK, but not really my cup of tea.

Kirke left early on Sunday morning, while Hanna and I still had one more day to spend in Belgrade. We decided it would be a much more relaxed one, without fighting and parties and tons of have-to’s. It was a hot day, clammy – but we covered our heads with scarves and packed our bagsContinue reading “Day 30: Graves and tourist attractions”

Mr. P, dressed in one of the lovely flower bracelets that were given to all the female guests at the wedding. Not that Mr. P is a female. But he looked so cute in it, I just had to!

I was making notes on my phone and Kirke asked what I was doing and if she could help. So, here you are, the notes by Kirke the guest blogger, translated from Swedish by me: Now Kirke has been allowed to add her own notes – Kirke the guest blogger! Everything is white and lilacContinue reading “Day 29: Kirke the wedding correspondent”

After the success of the bachelorette party, Ana asked Kirke and me if we wanted to go to the wedding too. Originally, Kirke and I had planned to spend the day sightseeing, while Hanna was busy with Ana – but you can’t say no to an invitation to a Serbian wedding. That’s just too greatContinue reading “Day 29: The wedding”

Though Miles, my awesome Couchsurfing host in Seattle from last year, I had gotten in touch with Milena. Through e-mail, she told me that what I really should do on a Saturday morning, is to go to the Kalenic market in Vracar. Experience the real Serbian style market. Since Hanna really is into all kindsContinue reading “Day 29: The real Serbian style market”