We leave Mostar not before having a big scary moment when I crossed the whole city thinking that I had left my hard drive with all my pictures forgotten in a Internet cafe already closed...
Luckily this time i was wrong.
Rain takes over our steps as we pass Sarajevo and Belgrade, it seems like the weather is trying to tell us something...like if we were taking the wrong route.
Not willing to risk much and following the Nature advice we change our minds and we decide to go to Hungary, hopping to find warmer people that just could smile when you are trying to buy a train ticket or answer something different than " no information here...search on the Internet!" when you are asking something in the tourist information office.
For a few days we enjoy the good OZ company of Suzie and Andrea ( I hope they are written properly).
The city of Novi Sad is in our way north and definitely gets the prize as the ugliest city of the month...I have to say that the weather and the name did not help at all.
We do our last stop before Hungary in Subotica, where the whistle of the train remind us that we are happy to leave Serbia behind.
Just a couple of hours separate us from Hungary, and with rain enjoying the ride with us again, we make it to Szeged, where in the border, we can see trough the window the funny faces of the immigration officers as they look the drawings in our passports.
Just crossing the border and the people seems to have sense of humor'
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