May 22, 2014
Today we cycled across the Drina River into Serbia. Plain stage. Here too, houses and fields were flooded. And even today 40°. There was a lot of stink and we saw pest control trucks working.
We met two Polish men who were going by bicycle in Macedonia and Kosovo.
At about 17:30 we made our daily 70 kilometer.
Then we meet a cyclist (one of those "racing") and we start talking, of course, in Serbian.
We try to steal some information about flood situation.
He cycled a few kilometers with us (pulling wake ... he really believed it!) And he accompanies us to find a room. It's called Marko, did not work, 34 years old and 300 km per day cycling eating just two bananas! It will be true? We found out this informations by offering him a drink and, thanks to the combo wi fi-google translate, we managed to communicate!
Then, as we went to park the bikes, he is gone. We went back and he was gone.
Does him really existed?