We just got up, it’s about 9, sleeping late, staying up late. Once we’re with the Stanford tour, we’ll have to start setting the alarm clock. Today Les has promised us a driving tour of the outer areas of Belgrade. Yesterday, Les took us by his apartment which is about a ten minute walk from our hotel. Our hotel is in the center of town, so his apartment is pretty much in the heart of Belgrade. It’s on a tree lined street, unfortunately a little graffiti spoiled, with cars lined up on the roadside (just like in San Francisco). He’s on the second floor, in a partially renovated 1200 or so square foot apartment with a nice kitchen he barely uses, new furniture, his office where he works his tax magic, great lighting and some nice custom closets, a couple of extra bedrooms. It’s a comfortable place, but on the fourth floor up a long winding and uneven staircase. Les and Tijana just got back from a trip to some Croatian island, where they brought back samples of a nice Croatian white wine, which we got to taste. Les and Larry and I then went back to the hotel where we had a little late supper at the hotel restaurant, which serves quite elegant food, a pleasant change from the meat and French fries we’ve been consuming. I had asparagus soup and fruit salad.
Tijana lives in her own apartment, with her two young daughters. Jelena, Les’s ex-wife, is also in the neighborhood. (Marko lives with her.). It’s a complicated life, but it seems to work out pretty well for them all.
Did I mention that Marko, Les’ son, is going in August to study computer science in a program in the Netherlands, in Delft? Larry and I have visited Delft. It was a charming city, and most of the Netherlands is charming too, full of bicycles and bridges and canals.
Well, Larry’s getting up and dressed, so I can get some breakfast. I think we’ll skip the hotel breakfast today, and find some coffee out in the city.
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