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Journal - Napló

Days 9-14. Music festival and pittbull training (Serbia 3.)

Posted on March 20, 2011 at 8:45 PM Comments comments (0)

Days 9-14.

Day 9.



   We spent nearly the entire day in front of computers, in a bar offering internet connection, too. We were working on a videoblog –we didn’t fully succeed. Frustrated and with low spirits, we left the place and went back to Marko’s. In the evening, on the occasion of another couchsurfer meeting, we met Michal, the Polish photographer-journalist who set out three months ago on his documenting j...

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Days 5-8. Ada, Belgrade (Serbia 2.)

Posted on March 16, 2011 at 12:25 AM Comments comments (0)

Days 5-8.


Day 5.



   We don’t know how, but we actually did wake up in time and went to the horses at 3:30 am. Karesz’s older relative, Tata was already there. It was raining so we sheltered under the eaves. We were waiting and waiting but they didn’t turn up. Tata was cursing quite frequently and had some draughts from the palinka bottle from time to time. Eventually, Kenneth lay down on the plateau ...

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Days 1-4. First days (Hungary-Serbia 1.)

Posted on March 10, 2011 at 6:20 PM Comments comments (0)

Hungary – Serbia


Day 1.


  On the day of the departure, 10 a.m. on Tuesday, they called me from one of the TV channels and a tabloid. Kenneth did not yet have a backpack, I had no shoes and some other ”trifles” were missing, as well. However, if we wanted to be in the evening news, we had to do the interviews around 2. p.m. We didn’t know exactly where to depart from, but we agreed to set up a fake departure. W...

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Good times in Serbia

Posted on July 17, 2009 at 6:20 PM Comments comments (3)

   We are now experienced horsecart hitch hikers. Since Magyarkanizsa we have travelled

more than fifty kilometres this way. It started when we met Karesz at an internet café. He had horses that where going south to a horse show the next day and offered us a ride. We where

invited to stay athis place for the night. We spent the evening with him and his friends amongst horses, goats, pigs, cats, rabbits and his dog called Sausage. Going to bed that night we set ou...

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