Posts from Serbia

What is home? As my plane broke through the clouds and I saw Belgrade spread out beneath me, red-roofed homes …

Why do I feel so comfortable here? Standing on the tram during my daily morning commute, I watched the familiar …

The progression of my homesickness was alarming. I had been in Belgrade for less than two weeks when I changed …

Imagine yourself in a scenario. You wake up in the morning, walk to the café, buy a cup of coffee, …

Although “Belgrade” in the local language (Beo-Grad) means “white city”, you can not walk on the streets without noticing the …

I’ve wandered through the streets of Belgrade over the past two weeks and the splendid Neo-Byzantine orthodox churches have captivated …

“The police grabbed the first man they saw. They grabbed him and started beating him with their batons. There was …

I have found Duke to be a place where almost everyone has a plan. While plans are important, they can …

The Hills hold much to be discovered red tile roofs poke up from trees in the valleys a lone train …

Every Sunday night growing up, my brother and I raced to the living room to claim the elusive left corner …