Getting Lost and Found in Rural Serbia

The road had long given way to endless potholes filled with the muddy water of melted snow. Our tiny rental precariously scraped over the exposed rocks and gravel as we anxiously followed the map and tried to estimate if we could transverse the remaining kilometers until the next turn. We had been on the road…

Rural driving to Zlatibor

We woke up just after daybreak. Though we were staying in a proper city, we heard various animals outside, the yowling of cats and the crowing of a rooster most notably. We consolidated our things into an overnight bag, then made our way down to the car. Our breakfast was on the road; I drove…