More busy weeks here in Romania, but here’s part two as promised.
The tightly packed stone streets in the old town gave Sarajevo a feel unlike any other city I’ve visited.
We visited an exhibition about the Srebenica massacre in 1995; it was a powerful and moving series of black and white photos from before and after. Hard to take in, but important not to forget.
Saw masses on the two days we spent in the city, but the giant chess board in one of the squares was one of my favorite spots- complete with “constructive” criticism from the spectators after each move.
Hitching out of Sarajevo on the Wednesday morning I already knew I would be back. We waited a while to be picked up but it was worth it for bumping into Jason from England who was en route to Iran (and possibly further if they would let him over the border! ).
Got a hitch out of Sarajevo with a Croatian police man from Dubrovnik. Brothers?
Our spirits weren’t dampened too badly even though the rain kept falling as we headed back for Belgrade. Don’t rate the coffee or the toilets at the restaurant on this junction.
These have to be two of the best people we met on this trip. Serbian brother and sister heading to Belgrade airport, but I swear for about 30 seconds I thought they might turn us over as they pulled into a car park 2 minutes into the ride. It turned out they just wanted to make more space as they were taking us the whole way, but my heart was in my mouth for a minute. Really hope I get to meet them again.
Decided to stay the night in Belgrade and catch the train back to Timisoara the next day as I had been through twice in a week and seen nothing but the highways up to that point. Another great city in eastern Europe.
Another fantastic guy we met running the restaurant next to Beograd Dunav train station. The train rolled in as we took this photo and Sarah was in the shop down the road. He helped me carry the bags onto the platform and then ran off down the street to find her. Absolute star, will have to drop in again next time I’m in Belgrade.