Bad Things Happen
This cycling lark, its not all good. We’re not sure if its because of the incessant evening mosquito brawls (usually the mosquitoes win), the sticky-strength sapping heat or just from travelling onwards for almost five months, but we’ve had a fair share of ‘chucking your bike off a cliff and walking away from it’ moments of late. – Posted by Emma
Day Of Food – Serbia
This is what we ate on the day we left new friends in Novi Beograd and cycled west towards Novi Sad. In the excitement of meeting more than 100 canoeists in a small village along the Danube river (part of the annual TID event) we completely forgot the day’s important assignment and didn’t take a snapshot of our dinner of aubergine and chickpea curry. We hope you’ll forgive us for including the following night’s cold hotel room dinner instead! – Posted by Emma
Balkan Capital To Capital
Leaving Sarajevo we had plenty of time to reflect on film festivals, kittens and friendly people as we climbed the tiny quiet road out of town. While the climb was steep, Amin had promised us that it was a better option than the main road filled with traffic and tunnels, and that once the climb was over there was “pure downhill” ahead. – Posted by Justin



