I arrived in Belgrade late on Monday night and got in contact with Nemo (Taip-s mate) and he hooked me up with some friends who have just opened a hostel 3 weeks ago.
Its a great place and quiet at the moment – only 4 people staying. Its nice and clean as well and right in the centre of town. Last night I drank home made plum brandy with them which was sharp but nice.
One of the guys owns the apartment and a few mates decided to turn one of the floors into a hostel.
They tolds me last night that during the 99 bombings by NATO the schools were shut down and the young people partied every single night in the city at massive concerts organised by the town. They did not care about the bombings and actually said that they felt safe in a strange sort of way as they knew that the NATO targets were the military buildings.
A school teacher volunteering at the games told me a different story about the bombings in other cities where the old people would pray that the Tomahawk missiles would find another town. Imagine that seeing Tomahawk missiles overhead in your town in 1999. We have it so easy in Australia.
Yesterday morning I got lost on the way to the bus and this policemen walked with me for about 15 minutes and got on a bus with me to get me where I was going. We passed a miltary building that was destroyed in 99 and due to lack of funding it has been left in relatively the same state as it was 10 years ago.