Back home from yet another weekend trip. This time I was in Belgrade. Trip that I was wishing for last two years but never was a good time to actually do it finally happen. Ex-Yugoslavians biggest city and today capital of Serbia is the place where a lot of different cultures met and every one of them put some mark on it. I had about 32 hours to spend there so I didn’t find time to visit everything that I wanted but it was worth it.
While preparing for a trip I tried to remind myself of the last visit. It was the end of elementary school so everything is a little bit foggy, things that stayed in my mind are hospitality of people. Tourguide told us that in Greek Mythology this city was depicted as a place for refugees and even today locals are very warm to visitors.
It is October… The time of streets filled with a smell of baked chestnut, crunchy leaves, and cozy sweaters has finally arrived. Woods are dressing red and gold sweaters giving all the essence of the earth to be inhaled in one breath, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea. For me, this is the smell which gives me feel of the home. If someone writes a book of most beautiful pleasures on Balkan this would probably be one of the main topics in that book. Balkan Hygge, some would say.
Looking through the bus the outskirts of the city didn’t give a big promise for a great town. Rusty and old neighborhood gave an impression of a forgotten city between two big dalmatian centers. Split and Zadar are the places from which you can easily come to the Sibenik, there are a lot of flights to these towns and from there you can use a bus to your final destination. After arriving at a bus station everything looked much better. City has familiar Dalmatian design with a beautiful seaside hang-outs and quaint alleys and squares. In Croatian history is known as a city which is built and maintained by Croatians. Other cities like Split and Dubrovnik are founded by other cultures.