Made it safely to Belgrade late Tuesday night after some free entertainment by a local German school band in the airport. They took out all their instruments out (cello, violin, etc) and played a couple of songs right there at Gate E5. Driver met me at Belgrade airport and once we got to the center of Belgrade we came upon a standard road block in which a police officer asked the driver a few questions, looked at his license and then gave him a breathalyzer test all within about one minute while the driver stayed in the car, and then we continued to my hotel. My hotel apartment is quite different than what I had in Wiesbaden. Instead of church bells I came to my room with loud pub music below. So naturally, I thought I might as well join them. Great live music (local) and I was very entertained by the bartender who was drinking heavily to the point of being quite drunk.
As I sat in the bar, I wrote what I saw as follows:
I’m in Belgrade in a pub next to my hotel and feel completely conformable. Live local folk music that is quite good with rowdy men joining in to sing their favorites. One man just threw a glass across the room and somehow the bartender caught the glass on his way down the steps. Even they were surprised - they were friends and apparently on the same wave length. Ha ha. They laugh. I’m impressed. No Dylan’s “blowing in the wind” here. Bartender is completely drunk. I hope he gives me the correct change on my bill. Oh and he just gave me a shot of schnapps.
Don’t worry, I’m quite safe and off to seize the day.
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