Very popular right here in Serbia and thankfully the campsite has wifi so I can weblog and bore you all.
7am begin was not early sufficient. It hit 33 levels sooner or later as we speak.
I had a ferry throughout the Danube River earlier than filling the tank and consuming numerous (crap) espresso earlier than the Serbian border to make use of up my Hungarian Forint.
The border crossing was nearly disappointingly simple. Passport and V5 to get out of Hungary and Passport to get into Serbia. That they had little interest in my bike’s paperwork which I had all so as and was able to impress them with.
As the warmth cranked up I realised that Serbia (or not less than the north half) was lacking any options. It was hours and hours of straight flat roads by means of farmland interspersed with some cities and cities. There have been only a few bends and people there have been, had rail tracks accross them and bloody nice pot holes.
After just a few hours (and with a most velocity restrict of 80kph) I realised that I used to be caught to my kevlar jean’s which had been in flip caught to my seat. I made a decision to not cease as I’d not wish to get going once more so continued for 4.5 hours (at these low speeds the gasoline economic system is excellent so did not even want gasoline) to my campsite for the evening about 15km from the Romanina border. I’ve had a swim within the lake already and should pop again in later for an additional.
The tiger as we speak has simply purred and I’m hoping Romania will enable it to roar.