…and that devil is called “Zeljko’s stylist”
Into to the classic Serbian comedy:
Ko To Tamo Peva (Who’s that singing over there)
The Mister is pricing tickets to Belgrade for June. He called a Serbian Travel Agent who gave him a good price on tickets. This is how the conversation went:
Serbian Travel Agent: “$1000 reetourn mit a stop at da Heatrow in London”
Mister: “Oh, I don’t want a stopover in London. I hear the security situation there is crazy”
Serbian Travel Agent: “Ar yu a BABY? Don be a baby!”
Mister burst into laughter. He knows Serbians by now.
So now, we’ll probably spend a couple of days in London…neither of us has ever been.
My people.
You gotta love them.
Zlatibor, Dinaric Alps in Serbia
By Katarina 2353home
I was there once…I still have the pure wool sweater that had little specks of hay woven through it that we bought from a Baka.

It is 95 years since Ross, a doctor from Tain and one of the first women in Scotland to gain a medical degree, died of typhus in a military hospital in Kragujevac, where she had been treating Serb First World War casualties.
Yet today, her name in Serbia is a byword for courage and bravery, emblazoned upon street signs, taught to schoolchildren, and celebrated every 14 February – the anniversary of her death – in numerous similar ceremonies across Serbia.









