Adapting

I think the best way to find what you're looking for is to start out looking for something else, get lost, and run into what you needed in the first place.

Margot and I went out looking for the Serbian Orthodox church so she could buy a 5-cd set of orthodox chants. Instead, we stumbled on a mobil shop that had a serbian/american adapter. We stayed and talked to the owner, Boban, and his girlfriend about life, the Serbia and everything. He told us he's never wanted to go to America, but has visited Deuchland and Turkey... and his English came in handy there, interestingly enough.

We told them we'd been to the river and they gasped and warned us against swimming in cold water... because it would cause inflammation of the ovaries, apparently. Someone else warned me about the same problems occurring if I walked around barefoot or with wet hair. It's fascinating; I've never met a people so collectively and openly worried about feminine reproductive problems.

Anyway, now I can charge my mp3 player and start recording things again. Life is good.