The first thing that comes to mind about Serbia is how generous and kind the people are here. I’m currently living in a small town an hour from Belgrade called Futog with my best friend’s family. It’s the kind of hospitality that goes beyond feeling welcomed and comfortable– I actually feel like part of the family. I feel honored to see the intimate aspects of the family: the reminiscing of old photos and memories in the living room, daily meals together, and trips to visit family they haven’t seen in years. Today I was invited into multiple family members homes and I felt nothing but love (and delicious homemade stew and cake) from them.
This was an opportunity for me to experience Serbian culture hands-on and in a way that would teach me more about adapting and respecting culture in general. Plus, I love eastern Europe–it’s interesting and beautiful in this unique way.
Tomorrow brings a fun day of: cooking with Baka, an afternoon with new friends in Novi Sad, and belly dancing.
All my love. љубав
