In cleaning and organizing my room today, I came across the journal from my last Slavic journey.
Mostly mundane notes and poetic doggerel, but I mentioned in the journal an email to bid me joyous travels from a fellow named Tercek I know. He offered, as I recorded, Flirt with girls who don't speak English, sleep in seedy hostels, and never ever grow up. Then, as now, I reply to him, Czech, check, and cheque.
First Routine:
Monday 24 May 1pm > Tuesday 25 May 1pm
ILM>PHL>LHR>BUD.
Tuesday 25 May 10pm > Wednesday 26 May 7pm
Budapest > Beograd [night train]
Staying at the 3 Black Catz Hostel in Belgrade for two nights (maybe three if I've got something planned).
In novel terms, the flights and Budapest would be offered as opening prelude; Belgrade is the first chapter.
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