My adventure in the awful Balkans.. Trip to Skopjie, Macedonia

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09.08.2004 Skopije (Macedonia)
Who would have thought! Even now, when someone on the street stop to ask for any information we ask what are we doing here ... We are told there is nothing to visit!
Already transferred night-Skopije Belgrade was very hard! Ten hours crammed into a dilapidated wagon surrounded by gypsies, thieves, shady types ... We have not slept a wink! Sergio was awake all night with me to watch over our things, our backpacks and various sharks strolled like gypsies in our country ... that bad night! The only positive we could see small villages and local stations that scenario ... ... I seemed to see an Italian film 40s or 50s.

10.08.2004 Skopije (Macedonia)
Arrived in Macedonia, can we really claim to be "fruit"!

Skopije: a very gray city, poor, sad, dirty and full of bad people who will team from head to toe, just a place abandoned by God ... or God (depending on your point of view) as alternate churches to mosques here !

[Luke]: We visited our embassy to greet a "friend of a friend" told us of a diplomatic life even though he lives in wonderful Skopije; you work a lot but it's worth it because you have an important role in your country , very charming!

In the evening, after dinner, we met a bunch of guys and with them we were around and we have told of their relations with the Albanians, the difficult political / economic status of their nation and returning to the hotel we hit the notes of a song unmistakeable coming from a piano bar open! "Let me sing" Toto Cutugno, a true anthem that made us feel a bit 'homesick for our beloved Italy!

11.08.2004 Zagreb (CROATIA)
[Luke]: We train, you go to Zagreb, destination choice at the last minute as if to say "just go wherever we go away from here ..."

The train goes ... never mind carry everything and everyone ... Whatever happens he goes! Every inhabitant, the window, looks bewildered and stunned the nature resting! Zingarelli by the bare feet gathered near the tracks we are having a party and greet us ... he slows down a bit '... but then it goes ... I admire the Slavic world that runs through my front, it seems an old movie, an old film whose simplicity softens you ...

Sometimes I think how lucky we are to have the opportunity to live these moments, feelings that will be forever engraved in our hearts, our minds, our souls! Traveling is eating experience new and exciting ... just so I can make sense of this life! And then I get angry: how to squander a precious thing so blinded by trivial things ... when I see those guys that even with the same "economic opportunity" Our only concern is having the most modern mobile phone or car more powerful or more expensive clothes because only signed by the designer ... and then give up life ...

We share our compartment with three medical students in Madrid, they are making the inter rail tickets with fake ...

[Luke]: We have moved from the third world to the small Macedonian Croatian Switzerland ... but how the hell did they all stand together before? It was a madness to live with all these people so different from each other under the same flag ... and in fact the bomb exploded at the end!
The 17 hours by train from Zagreb to Skopije am pleasantly spent thanks to the company of three other students of medicine in Zagreb: Ivan Iva Silva and chatting about everything from former Yugoslavia to alcohol, from IVF to women ...
[Fiona from Madrid]: Es como curious ocurren las cosas, Conocer personas to normal with no quieres estar aqui y relación establecerias conpartiendo bebida y comida. Es multiple de experiencias y que me alegro de estar impresionas Viviendo.

We are now in a nice hostel in the center, I love the life of hostel in here all seem old friends ... you know just because staying in the same place ... and so it happens to meet in the corridor a better Anglo / Indian smiles with a friendly "good morning" as if we were all day together!

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