Check the average Beograde girl ;-)
They sat neatly sorted by their hair colour
In the style of good old East-Berlin
mmh, sorry about that . . .
Train management is stuck to the Jugoslavian times, apparently. I have been waiting 43 minutes before the lady at the counter managed to get this guy a ticket to Paris
Where the Sava joins the Danube
Where the Sava joins the Danube
This is the cousin of the Frensehturm in Alexander Platz
From Berat I went to Ulcinj, just to get my — probably — last day of beach for this summer.
I didn’t want to change my Lek while in Berat, because I wanted to do that just before the border. Unfortunately, I arrived in Shkodër on a Saturday afternoon with the banks closed. On the border there was no change office, neither, and I didn’t want to spend too much time in Montenegro waiting until Monday to change in a bank.
My hope was that I could change in Podgorica, the capital, but once there I sadly discovered that you can’t stay there for less than 50 Euros. It was obviously not worth it ((My Lek are more or less worth 60 Euros.)), so I took a bus to Beograd.
I was really surprised by this beautiful city (see photos) with a long story, but while staying in a hostel there, I realised it was time to go home.
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