We follow the route from Siófok to Zlatibor as devised by ACSI, who are running the tour. Can't believe how pot-holed the roads are in places - although we were warned. Extremely interesting, though, as we pass through small towns and the National Park.
..they get much worse than this....
The sat nav says it all - apart from the steep gradients, that is....
Oh, forgot the donkey carts...
But it all makes for a memorable journey.. and that's why we're here. It's noticeable what a positive attitude this group has; no one seems to be negative.
And here we are... from green to grey.. (blobs, that is)
More tomorrow - here for three days.
...........
It's raining again but we take a trip west some 25km from the site on narrow winding roads to see some local Serbian sites, including the Stopića Pećina (caves), a waterfall at Gostilje and a restored wooden village made up of real 19th Century houses that have been transported and re-assembled to show how Serbians lived at that time. Fascinating, actually.
We enjoy a really nice coffee (Turkish again for me) in Gostilje before we move on.
Each of these places charge - but a couple of pounds in total at the most. We just miss coachloads of schoolchildren at each of these sites; apparently it's visits time in the Serbian school calendar - and it certainly shows.
The Wooden Village
On the way back we call in at the local Ski Resort town of Zlatibor to shop and also take a walk up to a memorial above the town in memory of Serbs executed by the Nazis towards the end of the war.
Upon our return, we're told that a local car rally passes close the the campsite so off we scamper to watch, returning after the first leg for a late dinner. We hear that there was a nasty accident in the second stage unfortunately.
I set up the satellite dish to record Monaco F1 qualifying tomorrow - because we're out on a trip to see a pretend wooden village, which is actually a film set, and to travel on a narrow gauge tourist train which rises 300m in 1.3 km by travelling in a figue of eight. Clever stuff. This used to be a vital transport link when originally constructed with great difficulty.
..........
Film set:
With old cars from the communist era
Including a stretch Trabby
But this is - made in Romania
A Peugeot 504 train thingy
The driver obligingly opens up the engine cover for us train fans
So - back 'home', I find the recording of Monaco qualifying from German RTL has been successful so a couple of F1-fans join me in watching it in the 'van. Sad to see Jenson's successful return rewarded by having to start from the back because of yet another Honda power unit failure. Ouch!
A short journey to stay in a 'campsite' on a sporting stadium tomorrow to see a Serbian monastery.
Bye for now.
..they get much worse than this....
The sat nav says it all - apart from the steep gradients, that is....
Oh, forgot the donkey carts...
But it all makes for a memorable journey.. and that's why we're here. It's noticeable what a positive attitude this group has; no one seems to be negative.
And here we are... from green to grey.. (blobs, that is)
More tomorrow - here for three days.
...........
It's raining again but we take a trip west some 25km from the site on narrow winding roads to see some local Serbian sites, including the Stopića Pećina (caves), a waterfall at Gostilje and a restored wooden village made up of real 19th Century houses that have been transported and re-assembled to show how Serbians lived at that time. Fascinating, actually.
We enjoy a really nice coffee (Turkish again for me) in Gostilje before we move on.
Each of these places charge - but a couple of pounds in total at the most. We just miss coachloads of schoolchildren at each of these sites; apparently it's visits time in the Serbian school calendar - and it certainly shows.
The Wooden Village
On the way back we call in at the local Ski Resort town of Zlatibor to shop and also take a walk up to a memorial above the town in memory of Serbs executed by the Nazis towards the end of the war.
Upon our return, we're told that a local car rally passes close the the campsite so off we scamper to watch, returning after the first leg for a late dinner. We hear that there was a nasty accident in the second stage unfortunately.
I set up the satellite dish to record Monaco F1 qualifying tomorrow - because we're out on a trip to see a pretend wooden village, which is actually a film set, and to travel on a narrow gauge tourist train which rises 300m in 1.3 km by travelling in a figue of eight. Clever stuff. This used to be a vital transport link when originally constructed with great difficulty.
..........
Film set:
With old cars from the communist era
Including a stretch Trabby
Our tourist train, it's not..
But this is - made in Romania
A Peugeot 504 train thingy
The driver obligingly opens up the engine cover for us train fans
So - back 'home', I find the recording of Monaco qualifying from German RTL has been successful so a couple of F1-fans join me in watching it in the 'van. Sad to see Jenson's successful return rewarded by having to start from the back because of yet another Honda power unit failure. Ouch!
A short journey to stay in a 'campsite' on a sporting stadium tomorrow to see a Serbian monastery.
Bye for now.
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