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 22.08  Sarajevo - Han-Pijesak

Mokro. Oli tõesti päris märg. It was quite wet as the name of the place indicates.

 23.08. Han-Pijesak - Milici
Itaalias unistasin pilvedest ja (vähesest)vihmast..... lõpuks unistus täitus, võib-olla liigagi tugevalt. Keegi seal taevas nuttis terve päeva

I had dreamed about clouds and rain in Italy. My dream came true, but now it was too much of water.... Somebody was crying in heaven all day long

Republika Srpska ehk serblaste vabariik Bosnia ja Hertsegoviinas

 Kuna sadu ei tahtnud lõppeda, aga mu riiete ja koti veekindlus oli juba ammu alla andnud, jäin ankrusse ühte grillbaari. Baarmen rääkis inglise keelt :D. Plin seal järgmise hommikuni, üritades asju kuivatada.... õhk oli ka sees nii niiske, et miski ei kuivanud tegelikult.

 As the weather was too rainy and all of my things were completely wet, I stopped already in afternoon in one BBQ bar.... and spoke mostly drinking language

 24.08 Milici - Šabac
Nüüd siis Republika Srpskast päris Serbiasse
From Republika Srpska to real Serbia

Šabac'is sattusin jälle kohalikega jutusoonele, ning läks nii, et juttu ja rakijat jätkus hommikuni.

In Šabac I went to drink some red-red wine, and as it often happens, I ended up eating schnitzel,  drinking rakija and discussing with some locals. Hospitality of Serbia is not smaller than italian or albanian.

Serbias kusagil. Somewhere in Serbia... typical house

 25.08 Šabac-Belgrad (Finish)
 Viimane sõidupäev... vähemalt plaani järgi..

The last riding day, according to my plan at least.

Imelik oli nii tasasel maal sõita, olin juba mägedega ära harjunud.

It was so weird to ride in flat land.... I was already used to push myself on mountains.

Sellele kutile loovutasin oma Eesti lipu. As the trip was already almost over, I gave away my flag.....

Toilet

Ka Belgradis ei maksa Albaania lipuga ringi töllerdada,sest kohalikud võivad vihastuda. Sealt lahedast baarist visati mind lõpuks välja..... aga ikkagi mulle väga sümpatiseeris see koht.

Also in Belgrad it's not the best idea to talk about Albania and wear the flag.... I was kind of kicked out of the bar because of my "ignorance". :D But I still like the place.

Belgrad, bar. Nice place!!

 26.08 Belgrad - Vrsac
Pohmakas oli. Päris mitu tundi magasin jõe ääres promenaadil, ratas kaaslaseks..... kasu sellest ei olnud, ikkagi oli isu need haamrid peast eemaldada.... just nii, keegi oleks nagu mu ajju naelu tagunud.

The first hangover in my life.  I was sleeping some hours in a backyard of one fast food restaurant.... then I went to riverside, trying to sleep on promenade.... It didn't help.... I stil felt that somebody was hammering some nails into my brain.

Kui patem hskkas, otsustasin kohalikumuusika leidmiseks reisi pikendada. Läksin Vrsac'isse folk festivalile
 Vrsac.... There was a folk festival, so I prolonged my trip

I still love the doors of toilets

Folk festival

 27.08 Belgrad--> almost Novi Sad. To hitch-hike back home

My emotions when I tried to get out of Belgrad

I'dreally like to hitchhike to airplane

So, after 60 km of escaping Belgrad, I found a Petrol station where to start hitching back to estonia. Almost in Novi Sad
3 days of express hitchhiking