Heading west, to Serbia

We are on our way west, to Serbia. We stopped to get gas and a snack and I found this woman selling onions, garlic and chili and some pickled stuff or jam or whatever it was in her jars. Again these friendly people start talking to you and you don’t understand a single word! But we both laughed and I think she thought we were from “anglia”, and I just nodded my head. She was very sweet and waved to us when we took off on our bikes.

Opposite the onion woman

Serbia. After showing our passports twice, the green card once (when entering Serbia) we were here. Didn’t take much time at all. I’m glad I’m not a truck driver though – the never ending line of trucks on the Bulgarian side of the border that we passed must take days for to get in to the country.

Serbia. The roads were just fine here so far. On the Bulgarian side before getting to Sofia the highway was pretty bumpy.

An 8 km drive along this ravine was spectacular and with beautiful scenery. It was soon getting dark and we were almost in Nis when this picture was taken. Doug called his Serbian friend Ica earlier today and we were invited to his place in Nis where he lives with his family and runs an auto repair shop. We really appreciate Doug’s advice, and Ica’s hospitality! We were invited for dinner but first we were offered his own delicious plum rakia and some turkish coffee. More about that later.
We do think his name is little funny though – ICA is actually the name of one of the largest food chains in Sweden! 🙂
//T.