Serbia, Day 4, Sunday

One of my habits as long as i was studying were the walks in the open air bazaars - markets. No matter what day it is, since bazaars in Serbia are open every day, in specific places (always the same), with their benches, vegetables, clothes and other products, well organised.

There is one concrete bazaar though, Buvljak, that i only visited on Sundays. Perhaps because then more salesmen would “come out” in the benches. Maybe because it was far away, on the other side of the city. Perhaps because we liked going to the bazaar, have a walk relaxed and afterwards go to the centre or to the river boat for a coffee! And when i say “we”, i also mean my friends, Emy and Royla!

This time, we arranged with Emy and the two of us went for our Sunday morning bazaar walk, as in good old times (Royla is in Greece for quite some time). We hadn’t seen each other nor hadn’t talk in person for ages. Normally, we should go straight for a coffee and regain the lost time, to “exchange” news. I believed however that this “first” meeting of ours, would be good to happen in a place were we used to get together, as if it did not pass not a single day… and yes, why not, in Buvljak!

Our walk includes some comments, laughs, stupid jokes like “i am looking for some socks to buy, 5 pairs -1,5 Euro… I only find 3 pairs - 1,5 Euros… Oh, my God, it’s very expensive, i can’t “survive”! ”, a last round of the bazaar with the camera on hand and a Gipsy salesman who sends greetings to Greece (damn it, i don’t know how to connect my camera with my pc, so, i can’t show you any of this). Naturally, we got ourselves some pictures, to always remember… as if it’s possible that we will ever forget… (even if this awful shoes that Emy saw - and of course we joked about it, i would like to forget… ha)! We leave and i remember how much my parents like this bazaar… Buvljak!!!

We have a small walk in the empty centre; since the city is sleeping or eating in houses of people who are celebrating (those days were 2-3 “big” name days – celebrations for the Serbs, therefore most of them were somewhere invited). We end up at the slab paved pedestrian walk and choose the café “In the corner” which is… precisely next to Pleasure (eh, enough already)! We drink coffee, catch up with news and because we have so many to talk about… we drink a second one! A lot of laughs, even more news and memories… countless!!!

I get back to Darko’s house; we eat, drink coffee, and talk with his parents. D. is getting ready for a business trip in Bulgaria, so i get ready too! Not for a journey, i’m still not leaving. Simply, i know that i won't feel comfortably with Darko’s parents, if he isn't there, so “i move” in a good friend’s place… and who else would that be? Emy!

We drink a glass of wine with D.; i wish him a nice journey and go to Emy’s. There, i try not to occupy her so she could read for a while (the book that you see in the week’s suggestion section, as you look at my blog, on the left side) and i do something that for days i didn’t think about! I get in contact with internet! I check my emails (even if i didn’t answer any of them), i log in my facebook account, i listen a little to OFF RADIO, afterwards we “burn” our minds for some time in youtube with Emy (i wanted to show her this and this song… haha). Hmmm… why do i feel that i don’t need all of these? Why do these things seem to me “strange”, now that i am in Serbia? Hmmm and once again hmmm… and with this thought, i go to sleep… i should wake up early tomorrow! I have… a journey!!!

To be continued…