Arrived in Belgrade this evening — by way of a tiny propeller plane. I’m not sure I’ve ever been so terrified in my life. The plan was to relax, send some emails and go to bed early, but the manager of the hostel I’m staying in looked at my passport and discovered that it’s my birthday tomorrow and told everyone, so I’ve been persuaded to go out and start celebrating at midnight.
Tomorrow I’ll be exploring Belgrade, and I’m really excited. It looked pretty interesting out of the taxi window at dusk, so we’ll see if it holds up in the daylight.
And best of all, the hostel I’m staying at has free internet access (and clean bathrooms, thank god). So I’ll try to get around to posting some Istanbul pictures tomorrow. Perhaps even better, I’m not in New York, where it was 117 degrees today with the heat index. Good luck, Zuzu!