Day Seven

Now I'm in Belgrade. The overnight train was a joy as ever and this city has stretched me more than I expected. It' no dissimilar here from any city in Europe at first glance but something felt different from the moment I arrived and then you notice the scars.
Certain parts of the cities fabric don't fit together. Brand new buses will drive past and then you notice one with the doors hanging off! You can walk 100 m from a bright and busy shopping centre into a grey and grubby housing estate. It's only when you look up and see the bomb damage that everything becomes clear.
It's a really exciting place with a bright future. People here seem to have moved on, only these tell-tale signs exist of what happened.

more to follow

Sam
Spinifex