bitter taste. NOT 'JEGERMEISTER NE' AND MONTENEGRO
'a feeling that I know, we are already past. Hate a city, suffer it, hate it. And finding themselves well to realize when it is time to prepare their arms and baggage. Travel opens the mind and life experiences to line up around Europe is simultaneously exciting and interesting. By stimuli, grows, spreads his views.
Honestly I do not regret my life: but obviously are not just fun and games. Jumping from town to town after a bit 'worn out. Every time you start again he jumps headlong into a new adventure in a new reality and the stimuli are not lacking: there are energy, curiosity and desire to start. But at the same time because it wears environments is difficult and takes time, patience and a good dose of liver. The effort obviously monetize the long-term perspective, which is currently lacking (in fact, I'm jumping from country to country, from city to city within a relatively few months and certainly not in a state of Pasha).
I also feel a bit 'unfortunate, because I have to say that Belgrade is also fun, especially at night. Unfortunate because a month now I'm missing a partner, a shoulder, one that I follow, one that wants to have fun with me. What I was practically "married." Whenever I suggest to leave it sleeping, routinely calls the woman in the house together and prepare sweets and cakes (it is very thrilled to have bought a balance for the determination of the ingredients and is very proud of what the desserts are good: I have to admit that he is right and it's really good at cooking). Never goes out and when it is sleepy: it is past midnight curfew, so you return home. Hands up who has never seen a similar dish at least one of his friends.
If I were to leave tomorrow, bring back the feeling of not having lived up in the bottom of this city. Of not having enough fun. That I have not enjoyed to infuse the Stefan Braun and Tramvaij (two disco cute and well-attended). I have it all set, I'm busy, but everything seemed to be against me. In all the previous adventures beyond the Alps, have always managed to combine work, productivity, entertainment. Which is impossible in Belgrade city full of entertainment venues in which to work but tends to be impossible. Productivity in a sense is not missed, but the paradoxical price paid is the cancellation of entertainment from my agenda. What I'm sorry. It happens, you can not have it all.
And I also understand the difference between my point of view critical of the city and the apologist of other Italians. Italians live with their salaries, which allows quite easily to the good life fluency in bypassing the criticality of the system. Which also allows him to combine productivity and entertainment. A salary you live in Italian center, you have a home, eating out if you want, you are moving taxi. With the scholarships of the Serbian government is living in a student (not exactly in the center), eat in university cafeterias and live in a double room with a stranger.
Certainly you'll be thinking that "The student, however, is full of students, which has its advantages ...". Yes, but is full of Serbian students. Students who come from the country, struggling to speak English with foreigners (in Serbia propositoin foreigners are "strangers" and not "foreigners") and can not understand English with Italian accent. Students that one, given the village, does not ring true to see so many young people (Serbs) together. Students so it is probably too expensive to stay out of the house, the non-work study. Students who do not keep a good average if they are expelled by the student (which is a tragedy for their finances). So that students are in study hall hours in the most absurd (at midnight on Saturday, at four in the morning on Sundays). Students who do not realize that a foreigner can learn to speak Serbian in Serbia without (for my inquiry is just a form translated!). Students who rarely leave the students, who spend their afternoons and evenings playing volleyball in their yard, systematically speaking in Serbian, Serbian listening to music, drinking beer with the Serbs. Not for nothing that we in Serbia.
With all due respect, what I'll ever have in common with a boy of Kraguievac? Valjevo? Vranje? What I talk to these people here? Copenhagen? In Europe? Or the twenty years between Belgrade from the rest of Europe? If you want to be friend of the Serbs have to congratulate him: they are able to do everything and anything you do know them better than you can do: do not listen to you even when you speak, they already understand, why you dismiss with a relatively reassuring " nema problem. "
But when you hear "nema problem" preparations, and the problem will be presented when you least expect it, that is when he will do what you ask, whatever that is. And he or did not understand, or pretends not to understand. In any case, not lift a finger. Obviously the cause of all evil Serbs and 'external and the bombings: yes, they have also caused climate change, as I told a dear friend of Serbia.
are disappointed and a little 'tired in these lines. Saturday was the "Museum Night" here in Belgrade, a kind of white night with museums, events and exhibitions around the city. As I reached the Institute for a quick round of support, I was thinking what does regret once they arrive in Bucharest, Belgrade. An hour and five minutes to cover approximately 4.5km is an interesting time: I live near a square terminus of three lines of trolley buses, which are not parties for more than 35 '. Those who left did not collect the passengers, but pointed straight to the garage. No explanation, no warning, no nothing. Only so many Serbs who passively accepts everything. The four subway lines in Bucharest and Rome remains a dream for a distant pipe dream for Belgrade.
Amen.
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