Chapter 3- Montenegro “Far too much free beer” I was woken up again at about 3am. Another Serb guard, this one looked a lot like a James Bond henchman. He requested all our passports, and being the only non-Serb/Montenegrin passenger in the compartment I was of course the one who got interrogated. “You speak Serbian?” he asked. “No” (for some reason my school didn’t do a GCSE in Serbian. Not that that would have made much difference- I took a GCSE in German and I don’t speak a word of that) “Only English?” “Yes” (well, a little Norwegian too. Oh, and I can ask you to get me a beer in Serbian, but I don’t think you’re going to do that, are you?) “You are alone?” “Yes” (Wait a minute..I had twenty people with me a
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