Burek in Belgrade

So I woke up Friday morning (at least I think it was Friday, I no longer keep track of which day of the week it is anymore..) and decided that after talking to about 30 people and having 29 say only negative things about Romania, that I would bypass it; for now at least. Where did I chose to go instead? Belgrade, Serbia. Probably not among the top tourist destinations for Americans, especially after the 1999 NATO bombings - which are still evident in some locations of the city - but a new and interesting destination nonetheless.

I've been here for just over a day now and have already had two interesting encounters. The first of which occurred on the train into the country from Bulgaria - where, at the border, I was nearly deported, and then while walking in the city with my two British roommates and talking, 2 guys just said hi and asked where we were from and struck up conversation. Quite friendly people here in Belgrade actually. However, when it came out that I was American, the man who was doing much of the talking, let out a big "UGH", turned his head up in disgust, and ignored me for the rest of the time we walked and talked.

The photo here is of me in front of an old Serbian castle, overlooking the Danube River - and the title refers to an absolutely delicious pastry dish called "burek" which can either be served with meat or cheese.