So, while we were in Serbia there was the University Olympic Games as well as the Exit music festival. This begged everyone who met us to ask- oh, are you here for the games? no. So you are here for exit? no. Then why the hell are you in Serbia? We have no idea.
Except to say that that´s how we do. We went, we saw, we enjoyed. We had drinks at the fortress with some locals, went to an 80s (or really just music no one in the states listens to anymore) dance party at the Faculty of Machinery (we have no idea what that is either), wandered, went to a foam party, stayed on a hostel on a boat on the Danube, ate a lovely $20 four course meal with wine and coffee as the sun set on the river all around us, and well... here, just look at the photos.
They are in reverse order, take it as a mind game to keep you sharp.
Nia and the most lovely Sally who joined us and a whole other cast of characters on the train from Belgrade to Vienna. Others include a woman with a big bag of flowers, a hungarian man with a story for a later date and a scottish boy with severe short term memory loss.
This would be Sally and Nia celebrating their matching head lamps
We thought we should get some snacks for the 14 hour train ride. Sally called it the super market. (Highlights of the snack pack included ajvar, a too delicious for words pepper eggplant spread, three kinds of kinder chocolate aka the kinder trifecta, strawberry juice, two liters of beer, raspberries, blackberries, figs, strawberry preserves, eurocream, bake rolls aka bagel chips, cheese, bread, peanut butter, vanilla cream filled croissants, mini waffles, and peanut puff snacks. yeah, we don´t fuck around with the snacks.)
On the great snack run we found this candy stand where we purchased caramels that I forgot to mention. Oh Balkans, we will miss you.
I sat on a huge watermellon at the Fortress. Mmmm, Femmenine.
The nude hero of Belgrade is the symbol of the city.
On travel day we like to match, it makes us feel closer when spending 24 hours a day together just doesn´t seem like enough.
The view of the fortress at our sunset river dinner
New dress!!!! Look, Nia isn´t wearing the same thing as in every other photo. Also, surprise surprise, she is eating.
On the river we found two cafe boats side by side. The cafe Argument and the cafe Dijalog. What a perfect depiction of appropriate conflict resolution... since cafe Argument is half way under water.
Vuk´s monument. Vuk standardized the Serbian alphabet to be phonetic so that the masses could become literate. He also wrote down all of the national stories. And has a sweet mostache.
I love street art too much...
Funny clay sculpture exibit all along the old city.
The end. Or the beginning.
The end. Or the beginning. 
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