belgrade part two
After the interesting time I had the night before I was beginning to enjoy Belgrade despite my initial concerns. I find them, as a people, to be polite, warm and although it may not appear so, a friendly lot. They just have a different way to my way, if you know what I mean. I like their food, their way of life, their values. I highly recommend a trip there. Summer would probably be very nice. Just leave your assumptions at the immigration desk.
I suppose one of the things that really inspired me was the almost universal beauty of the women there. It is incredible. I had a similar impression of Moscow but Belgrade really is in a higher league. Every street is a cat walk of super models. Literally. My jaw dropped continually and at times I repeated to myself not to look so obviously affected by it. The concentration of beautiful women is exceptional. I'm sure my eye sight improved from all the rapid movement, darting here, then there, focusing on short distances, then long. Wow!
I tried to find a reason for this and the best I could come up with is that this region is at the centre of the tectonic plates of three cultures; Orthodox Christainity, Roman Catholicism and Islam. Although they mostly co-exist and inter-mingle, sometimes they erupt into unspeakable violence with one another. Witness the recent civil war that led to the break-up of Yugoslavia. But the inter-mingling provides the basis to my argument as to why the women are so wonderously beautiful. I mean, I would happily run around with a sword and an axe, dressed in an oily rag, with a bucket on my head if it meant fighting for anyone of these lovelies.
I spent two nights in Belgrade and in many ways they have been the best of my travels so far. I was more purposeful on the final day and got out to see stuff. Whether it was the fortress, the views of the Danube meeting the Sava, the architecture. I enjoyed the city and I will return.....
.....to buy a nice gaff. Undecided whether I want a coastal or city location. Dreaming.
I suppose one of the things that really inspired me was the almost universal beauty of the women there. It is incredible. I had a similar impression of Moscow but Belgrade really is in a higher league. Every street is a cat walk of super models. Literally. My jaw dropped continually and at times I repeated to myself not to look so obviously affected by it. The concentration of beautiful women is exceptional. I'm sure my eye sight improved from all the rapid movement, darting here, then there, focusing on short distances, then long. Wow!
I tried to find a reason for this and the best I could come up with is that this region is at the centre of the tectonic plates of three cultures; Orthodox Christainity, Roman Catholicism and Islam. Although they mostly co-exist and inter-mingle, sometimes they erupt into unspeakable violence with one another. Witness the recent civil war that led to the break-up of Yugoslavia. But the inter-mingling provides the basis to my argument as to why the women are so wonderously beautiful. I mean, I would happily run around with a sword and an axe, dressed in an oily rag, with a bucket on my head if it meant fighting for anyone of these lovelies.
I spent two nights in Belgrade and in many ways they have been the best of my travels so far. I was more purposeful on the final day and got out to see stuff. Whether it was the fortress, the views of the Danube meeting the Sava, the architecture. I enjoyed the city and I will return.....
.....to buy a nice gaff. Undecided whether I want a coastal or city location. Dreaming.
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