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Day 348 - no sleep till Serbia
Or at least that was the plan. We were to celebrate my uncle's 60th birthday in Bezdan, Serbia. My parents picked me up at 0630 this morning (I got to bed due to my late flight around 0200ish) but the fact that I'd left my passport at home didn't occur to me before we were halfway there. A quick phonecall to him assured us that there's no way the Serbian border controll would let me through with my ID card only so my dad dropped my by a bus station and within 3 hours later and 1500 HUF shorter I was back in Budapest. It is a good way to spend a Saturday, isn't it? :-)
08/04/19
Day 348 - no sleep till Serbia
Or at least that was the plan. We were to celebrate my uncle's 60th birthday in Bezdan, Serbia. My parents picked me up at 0630 this morning (I got to bed due to my late flight around 0200ish) but the fact that I'd left my passport at home didn't occur to me before we were halfway there. A quick phonecall to him assured us that there's no way the Serbian border controll would let me through with my ID card only so my dad dropped my by a bus station and within 3 hours later and 1500 HUF shorter I was back in Budapest. It is a good way to spend a Saturday, isn't it? :-)
08/04/19