My bus arrives to Belgrade I check into Hostel Belgrade for €9. I am placed in a small room crammed with five other ex-millitary telecommunication experts from Britian. The are spending the weekend in Belgrade on holiday from their infrastructure work in Kosovo. They are here to see the Happy Mondays later this evening at Jelen Pivo Live music festvial held in the grounds of the Kalemegdan Park. We drink some beers together and hop in a taxi to the concert. Unfortunately the taxi driver gets lost and the Brits suddenly erupt in all types of profane comments about how the driver is trying to rip us off. Eventually we do make it to the festival grounds. Admissions is quite pricey but I am rescured by a local Serb who directs a group of us around some fences on the left side where we are all able to sneak in quite easily. Suddenly I am inside the festival witht the Happy Mondays on stage playing my favorite Step On. After the concert ends I wander back toward town and into a thumping bar and suddenly run back into the Brits. They are super drunk by now but insist we do another round of tequila shots, which I agree too. We eventually head back to the hostel and fall asleep. Several Brits fall asleep before me and begin to snore the loudest I have ever heard. The next day I secretly ask the recpetion to change my room.
Hostel Belgrade; It was really hot and then one minute it started hailing and raining its been fucking cold ever since and all I have are my summer clothes.
In the morning I take a taxi to the Belgrade Main railway station and buy a ticket for Serbian Railways train to Timişoara, Romania for RSD 810.