Who's your favorite team?

I'm not a soccer fan at all, just never was interested, but if I were, I'd definitely pay this fellow a visit. He's got just about every team t-shirt and scarf (plus some basketball shirts/shorts) you can imagine. The scarves cost 400 dinars, which is about $8.00. Click on the photo and see if you can find your favorite.

"S" is for Stolen Shopping cart

The other day downtown I saw four of these moveable "stands" used for selling various merchandise. While it's handy to have a stand you can move around, snitching a cart for this purpose from a grocery store isn't the answer, since we all indirectly end up paying for it through raised prices. Shame, shame. Another 'S'! Oh, and by the way, the four-legged man in the background is just a passer-by. :< )

Toot your flute!

Last Saturday night ended the Eurovision song competition that Belgrade hosted this year. During the preceding week, there were more activities and souvenir sellers than usual on Belgrade's pedestrian street, Knez Mihailova. Here are some flutists playing their instruments, and hoping to sell some too. Two of them are wearing the typical Serbian hat called a Šajkača (SHY-kah-cha). Elderly ethnic Serbs in Serbia, Republika Srpska and Montenegro especially in the villages, wear the hat on everyday basis, since it has become a political pro-Serb sign. You can read more at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sajkaca The gentleman in the front is also wearing typical Serbian shoes called opanci (OH-pahnt-see). I'll be posting a more detailed photo of those later on.

A dose of vitamin D with sunscreen, I hope.

It was quite warm the other day, and as I was walking along the quay of the Sava River, I saw this gentleman enjoying the sun's rays. I think he is actually wearing a Speedo-type bathing suit, but often you'll see men sitting around in the sun their underwear. (I've also seen some ladies in their bras.) People here aren't always so shy about removing articles of what I might deem necessary outer clothing.

Look out below!

Yesterday downtown this giant crane was blocking the street. I waited to see why, and in a few moments workers appeared on top of the building to attach a large desk to cables and lower it to the van below. This may be a common site in some larger world cities, but moving furniture this way here is a novelty. My only question was why this particular ordinary-looking desk, for it didn't look worth the money or trouble to move it. And I wonder how they originally got it in--the same way?

(Very) high-top sneakers.

I think once-upon-a-time I would have bought shoes like this. Nowadays I settle for ones like the white ones in the background. Even though you can only see her legs, you know this girl is very chic--she's wearing nylons for a smoother appearance. This photo, by the way, isn't a belly shot--it's a "camera turned to the side while on my lap" shot. :<)

A talking scale??

I don't know about you, but I don't want to step on this baby! For 20 dinars, or about 39 cents, you can weigh yourself and have this scale blab out your pounds (or probably kilos here) to passers-by! What fun! But it doesn't look as if this chap has much business.
P.S. Speaking of pounds and kilos, I posted the recipe for yesterday's cake in the comment section under that photo.

Hotel Moscow's Specialty

In Belgrade there's a famous hotel, the Hotel Moskva, or Hotel Moscow, which is 100 years old this year. I'll be posting a photo one of these days, but for the moment, there's a big construction crane behind it, and it would be quite a job to photoshop it out.... It is the only hotel of this name outside Russia, and has witnessed numerous tumultuous events. I love to sit in its newly-renovated but still old-style coffee shop, and my husband and I occasionally have dinner in the restaurant. The other night we did, or sort of, since we asked to sit outside on the terrace. This is my husband's dessert (honest--I had chocolate ice cream), and it's the hotel's specialty called Moskva Šnit (MOSK-vah SHNEET), which translates as Moscow Piece (of cake). I'll be happy to post the recipe soon under my comments for this photo, but I'm warning you.....it calls for 16 eggs!

"R" is for "ringlšpil"

Decided to participate in Mrs. Nesbitt's "ABC Wednesday" this week. "Ringlšpil" is the Serbian phonetic equivalent of the German word for "merry-go-round." There are many words in Serbian borrowed from German and French, not to mention the hundreds of words that came into the language during the Turks' 500-year stay, which began in 1389. This merry-go-round, photographed quite early in the morning, is awaiting its first little customers.

Beware: No lifeguard on duty yet.

It's hot here now, but Belgrade's beach on Ada Ciganlija, a large island in the Sava river, commonly known as Gypsy Island, isn't officially open yet. Didn't seem to matter much to this family, especially Mom who wanted to cool off after a 7-km bike ride around the lake. Junior looks bored, and Dad has conked out. Unfortunately, two days ago a 13 year-old boy who had gone swimming with two siblings, but without their parents' knowledge, drowned. The sign reads "Dunav" (Danube), the name of an insurance company...

Urban composition à la Mondrian

This urban composition I photographed down a passageway reminded me of Piet Mondrian's (1874-1944) style that he dubbed Neo-Plasticism, which basically consisted of a grid of vertical and horizontal black lines and the use of the three primary colors. At one point, he even set up his studio to express the principles of his style, tacking up large rectangular placards, each in a single color or neutral hue. Smaller colored paper squares and rectangles accented the walls. I like the way the person who lives here put mesh over the window and the little air vent...to keep out bugs? By the way, Wikipedia points out that an anagram of the artist's name reveals, "I paint modern." That's spooky!