Our last night in Belgrade

Zdravo!

The weather here is incredible! It was 35 degrees this afternoon, and not much cooler now it's the evening. I'm writing this from Mostar, which is in the mountains south of Sarajevo. We came here this morning from there, the route was gorgeous, but I'll get John to tell you about that...

Our last night in Belgrade was lovely. I thought it'd be a bit of a let down after Eurovision, but it was nice in a different way. We had to move from our beloved Star Hostel to another hostel on the outskirts of town. It was in a nice green leafy area, and would have been really nice had there been anyone else staying there. One thing we did notice was a big sign on the fridge which read:

"WARNING for those who are stolen our food: we remind you that we are gay, and of course HIV +. Enjoy your meal and the rest of your life. GOD BE WITH YOU!"

So that was a bit weird and didn't really make me like the place much.

Luckily, we had arranged to meet a friend of my friend Lisa's in town that night. In true Serbian style she was 2 hours late, but we love her for it. She came with her friend Gordona ("It's like your Gordon Brown but with an 'a'") with whom we had a discussion about how there is no feminine version of the name Gordon in Western Europe. She thought it was most strange. They were two of the most interesting people I have ever met, they had something to say about everything: we chatted about art, family, Belgrade, Eurovision, Scotland, politics and costume dramas (they adore Pride and Prejudice). We went to our first bar in Serbia, I had my first taste of Serbian limonada and John had a beer for 92p. We somehow managed to keep those drinks going for the entire night, and it quickly became time to get our last bus home. When we left them at the bus stop I gave them both three kisses, as is custom in Serbia, and I think they were really impressed that I knew to do that. I learned it from watching Eurovision :)