The people of Belgrade

This post is an homage to the resilient, courageous, friendly, fun, strong, beautiful people of Belgrade. I hope that the worst times for this city belong to the past. I will come back to visit soon.

A hot spring day in Belgrade

It is a hot spring day in Belgrade and I am supposed to take a bus later that afternoon to Sarajevo, in Bosnia. I decide to go for one last walk to Knez Mihailova Ulica, the main pedestrian street in Belgrade. Not far from the parliament building, I see in the distance three kids who take all their clothes off and go for a quick swim in the city fountain. These are probably roma kids who are using the large fountain as their own private swimming pool. A few breaststrokes and they are gone. It's thursday afternoon. Belgraders have passed by, paying them no attention.