the party

This post is about a party in Knjaževac. There is a lot of singing and dancing, and I end up drinking too much.

I spent most of the day in my room. There was always so much to do: sort my photographs, write up my blog posts, reply to a bunch of emails, etc.

flowers or beer

In the evening I walked across town to a supermarket. I was actually out looking for a flower shop, but since I couldn’t find one, the supermarket had to do. There were no flowers in the supermarket either, so I ended up buying several bottles of Zaječarsko. It was my favorite beer from Serbia. Then I continued walking towards the sheep-roasting place of the night before.

Once I got close I could hear loud music booming out of several houses. There were some young people standing around on the sidewalk. I said hi to them as if I knew where I was going. Only I didn’t. I had exchanged Instagram contacts with a 14-year-old boy called Marijo the night before, when his dad had invited me to come over. I just wasn’t sure where they lived.

the way back

Several hours later, I was staggering back from the party. Or rather: from the parties. First we had spent a while eating and drinking and singing and dancing in one house, and then we had moved on to another house and continued there.

Everyone had been super nice to me.

pictures

in Knjaževac

street with residential buildings

party in Knjaževac

street dog

night in Knjaževac