approaching mordor

There is only a tiny step left between me & Serbia. A final OK (as opposed to all of those earlier OKs) from my soon-to-be supervisor. I have a departure date: September 27. And so, now with everything really coming into place, I have decided to start panicking:

I am reading The Fall of Yugoslavia. The author regularly refers to Serbia as Mordor. It's all very tongue-in-cheek, but still. The prospect of heading off to the land of evil is a bit daunting.

It's apparently very hard to find an apartment in Belgrade. It's all about the social networking. I'm not sure I will be able to do that in Serbian, that I will end up living in a tiny bedroom in the Women in Black office for a long time. One volunteer did for 5 months.

The banking system in Serbia is not yet up to snuff, so I will be given huge piles of Euros every thime I see the woman in charge of BVS Europe. Carrying around 3 months worth of money is a bit scary.


And there is some excitement. I know that on October 3rd, I will be taking an overnight train from Geneva to Belgrade. Typing those words sounds so exotic and amazing, like the life that I want to be leading.
I can't wait.