I arrived in Macedonia yesterday. It has been a dream for quite some time to explore this country. A Macedonian friend from back in Slovenia has told me so much about his home and all the things I should see.
Unfortunately I’m still pretty sick and haven’t had much energy. The shortening of my trip has moreover limited my visit to only Skopje and the fact that the train was five hours late without any reasonable explanation has made this a very short visit indeed.
But with only a day in Skopje, I know that I have to come back one day to explore this country. The people are so friendly and smiling all the time. I feel relaxed and clean though that probably has more to do with the fact that this is my first really nice shower in weeks.
Macedonians are prone to chit-chat and I’ve discussed both soccer and handball and the Scandinavian countries with them. Feeling the openness of the locals is amazing and just what I need right now.
I even checked out a photo exhibition with beautiful pictures of Macedonian life and people through the century. They were so beautiful. Photos of funny details on buildings, strange things lying in the streets and old cars parked madly. I can only hope that some of the photos I return with from this travel can measure up.
Another great part about Skopje is the price level. It is great to no longer pay 4 euros for a coffee as I had to in Athens.
My plan has been to visit Kosovo after Macedonia, but it seems as if the bus lines are down because of a strike. Thus, and because of the shortened travel plans I’ve decided to take the train to Belgrade and onwards to Sarajevo. I’ve already visited Belgrade this spring, so I rather want to spend my remaining days in Sarajevo. Last I was there was in 1998 when my father and I used the airport on our trip to Tuzla and Srebrenica.
Back at the hostel I enjoyed the possibility to watch television for the first time in like forever. It began with a Danish movie before I switched to a documentary tracing the foot steps of Hans Christian Andersen in Denmark. They seem to have gone Danish in Macedonian television tonight. Finally I turned to a documentary on Nefertiti figuring that it would not make me homesick, but that was only until a professor at Copenhagen University started talking.
It is so strange to think that in tow weeks I’ll be home.