The revolution will not be televised

A trip to Serbia in a particularly poignant period of revolution, coincided with a crying tour of my birth town. Yes, I cried at close relatives, and individuals who didn’t know what to do with my emotions. For the time being, here are some photos taken on a children’s camera to whet your appetite for ‘what is really going on for the Bad Boys of Kinda Europe?!’ and ‘she’s cute but why IS she crying so much?’ hehe. Welcome to the blog!