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I’ve known Hanna since I was seven. We were in the same class in first grade, even though we didn’t really become friends then. Hanna has a talent for drawing people to her, and I was very shy back then. She intimidated me, she and all the girls around her. But still, we were inContinue reading “Day 28: The Golden Trio”

Mr. P, sitting in one of the awesome, artsy benches at the Kalemegdan Citadel.

Our second morning in Belgrade (12/7), I was reminded of the downsides with traveling with friends. We didn’t get started as planned in the morning, and low blood sugar levels, past unsolved disagreements and other stuff eventually led to Hanna and Kirke having a major fight in the middle of the central shopping street inContinue reading “Day 28: Ups and downs of Belgradean sight seeing”

A moment in life: In the taxi, happy from rakija and the general atmosphere from the pre-party, I picked up my small compact camera and started taking photos of the three of us. This very self-indulgent practice of taking photos of oneself – we all did it in our teens and put them up onContinue reading “Day 27: The taxi backseat photo session”

Ana is Hanna’s friend who was getting married, and the reason for Hanna going to Belgrade. I was doing my interrail thing and made sure to plan my trip so that I was there at the same time as her. Kirke just decided to tag along, a couple of days before Hanna was to leaveContinue reading “Day 27: The bachelorette party”

Novi Beograd, or New Belgrade, is a part of the city that was built during the late 1940s. The Tito era, when Belgrade was the capital of economically booming Jugoslavia. It is an example of a modernist city that actually succeded with its ideas (as opposed to many modernist neighborhoods in western European and NorthContinue reading “Day 27: A visit to Novi Beograd”

Our first morning in Belgrade (11/7), we were very slow to get started. Hanna had made friends with Nevenka, a Serbian girl visiting Stockholm, through common acquaintances a couple of weeks back and when Nevenka heard that Hanna was going to Belgrade with two friends, she offered us to stay her apartment. She and herContinue reading “Day 27: A slow Belgrade morning”

I’m on the bus to Belgrade. Driving out of Sarajevo, up into the mountains, was incredible. The narrow roads climbing up and down the steep slopes of the mountains. Luckily, the driver of this bus is a careful guy. I’ve seen some other busses drive past, I would not have wanted to sit in anyContinue reading “Day 26: Report from a bus”

I have to pack, and tomorrow I have to find my way to the bus station. It is always stressful with things like that and I don’t know if I will be able to sleep very well. Even though I really need it. I’ve been taking it really easy today, but still I’m exhausted. Luckily, myContinue reading “Day 25: Last night in Sarajevo”

It is funny, how both different and the same street art can be all over the world. In Sarajevo, they also use stencil grafitti, but here, many of them were about LGBT rights. Which felt so refreshing, considering that the only fully filled out Couchsurfing host profile that I found for Sarajevo ended with theContinue reading “Day 24-25: Street art of Sarajevo”