I finally got to where I was supposed to be, and if I was a drinking person (which I am not) I would have had a shot of raki (moonshine on steroids)
When I got home and looked at my photos, I discovered that I captured this man in a wheelchair, going the wrong way crossing the same road that was bumper to bumper a few minutes earlier.
I am learning to drive here...there is a rhythm. I am thankful for the fact that I have a small car...sometimes I can just squeeze between all the other cars. I was stopped by the police one morning, 5:30am. I had made an illegal left turn. I was following 3 other cars that made the same turn. The police officer asked me where I was from, I told him I was American...he said please don't make this turn again. No ticket. The only way to get to my street where I live...is to make an illegal left hand turn with all the other cars.
Life in the Balkans...always an adventure....
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