This morning I was saying Merci beaucoup, and tonight I’m having to remember my (limited) Serbian in Belgrade.
I got the direct flight from Paris to Belgrade (2 hours), but it was at 9:55am which involved an overly enthusiastic driver calling me at 5:33am to say he was 15 minutes early, which is significant when you allow 20 minutes for waking up, eating porridge and getting dressed!! Porridge ended up in the bin, but I got to the airport in the end !
My friends were waiting for me ! Milica and Aleksandra!