Belgrade Day 1: Just Trying to Get There
What the fuck was I thinking with a 5:00 AM flight? A 5 o’clock flight meant that I had to leave my house at 3:00 AM. This was 3:00 AM on a Sunday morning in…
Read MoreWhat the fuck was I thinking with a 5:00 AM flight? A 5 o’clock flight meant that I had to leave my house at 3:00 AM. This was 3:00 AM on a Sunday morning in…
Read MoreAfter a recent weekend in Berlin of being raced through the city in the back seat of a car as various sites were pointed out to me, I made a few observations about the city.…
Read MoreAs mentioned in my previous post, I had a long layover in Frankfort on my way to Zimbabwe and The Antelope Park. Instead of staying in a hotel, I booked a room in a hostel…
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