Belgrade Day 1: Jumping off the Train into the Dark Serbian Night
September 10th 2007 The Crazy Train Jumper
Last night was the roughest train ride yet in the couchette, our cabin mates were friendly enough but their habits and monopolization of the breathable air (cigarette smoke, foot smell, and body odor) and space (everyone else in the car was settled in and twenty minutes later our babushkas were still shuffling around arranging their luggage and beds). Our cabin mates were a
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