To the Finish line (in style)

Two days in Backa Topola had passed. I’d meant to stay for one night and then leave. But hospitality and the opportunity to enjoy one of many festivals in Serbia caused me to overstay.   I’d met Huba back in February when i passed through the town of...

A Familar Road North

After a couple of nights in Novi Sad in the same hostel where i stayed back in February i was back on the road.   A lack of sleep due to relentless heat and even more relentless mosquitoes led me to grab my gear and hit the road at 4am. I was headed for Subotica....

Over the Top

Leaving Ruma and my host Jules behind, i was once again on the hot road headed North. My next stop was the city of Novi Sad, Serbia’s ‘Second City’, but the road wouldn’t be simple. I still had to get over the Friska Gora.   Anyone who has...

A Ruma stopover

I love the power of social media. It can keep you connected with people anywhere on the globe and allows you to tell a story in real time as it happens, through images, text and video that’s spread across a network with a simple click of the button. The beauty...

Sick to my Stomach

I should have known as I and my teeth into the serbian burger that I would be feeling the repercussions. I should have known that I’d be bent double struggling with stomach cramps. I should have know but it tasted So. Damn. Good!   On the outskirts of...

From the mountains, to the mountains..

As bid farewell to my hosts and new friends, I left the village with a full belly and a fuller heart. Inset off early to ensure I made good time before the midday heat would sap my energy. I climbed the last ridge of this set of hills; the winding road snaking its way...