Four days ago we made a smooth landing at the airport in Belgrade. And, quite happily, so did all of our bags. As we stepped off the plane and entered the smoke-filled airport, I knew I was back in the Balkans. The air may be dirtier but, per cubic foot, I dare say there is more oxygen here than in La Paz.
I do believe we can make a good go of this town.
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best of luck!
or as they say in Serbia:
mrevyav tsetsi!
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