Weather is back to normal, meaning hot.
Belgrade will be the last vestige of civilisation before the final
part of my trip. I'm well over half way there but still have another
thirty days or so to go. My Samaritans have graciously agreed to meet me in
the centre of town to show me around a little and we march to a restaurant where I am treated to
the nicest lunch. The company is outstanding and I genuinely hope
that we can repeat this experience in England or elsewhere at a later stage. There is,
however, the small matter of a visa for international travel. A fact
of which I have been largely unaware due to one of my Bujinkan
brothers traveling the world quite freely. In fact we met about eight
years ago at a Motty seminar in Fleetwood and today he comes to collect me from a
very busy town centre to show me the impressive sights and meet some
of his students and friends as well as the smaller members of his family who I
haven't met yet.
He is off to the Shitenno which we have
been attending together for quite a few years and I find myself
tempted just to leave the kayak for a few days and travel to Paris
and back. However, I feel I wouldn't be focused on my present task anymore and
even just taking two days to relax after more than five weeks seems
wrong. So when they leave me back in Zemun I paddle my kayak to a
local bar and have a quiet Fanta. The evening is calm and the Danube
mirrors the multi-coloured sunset like the quietest of lakes.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Belgrade
http://www.beograd.org.yu/cms/view.php?id=220
