Today happens to be the slavadan for the Gavrilovich family.
Slavadan, or “slava” is something I only just learned about by total chance. When my dad and his sisters were kids they would celebrate it, but we never “payed it no never-mind” (as Baba would say) when I was a kid. 408 more words
The northern, Romanian side of the Danube was far more interesting than the Serbian side. Other than the wild, ruthless packs of dogs waiting around every corner my trip back to Serbia was perfect. 611 more words