Sunday we went to a friend’s village for a Slava. (One of those Big Thanksgiving type dinners that are related to a saint.) We went to a village I had only previously driven through before. Gore Kamenica or Upper Little Rock is the name of the town, like Little Rock, Arkansas. It reminds me of the country song, “RockyTop” and it as just as country as the song!
The food was nothing less than spectacular, Fresh from the garden veggies, Home made cheese from the cow and the sheep’s milk! YUM! Roasted lamb and of course, Rakija!
The Munchkin didn’t allow me to eat much, soon we were off to play with the other kids and eventually took a walk.
Just down the road we ran into some other familiar children and soon out the front door comes a friend of mine. How Fun to run into friends in a town half an hour from home!
Mosquitoes and rain drops drove us back home after seeing some gorgeous fairy-tale village scenes.
This old house was just the tip of the iceberg. So much to great stuff to see. I could walk around these old villages for eternity. Ideally with the good camera and no Munchkin. 😉 Chasing after the Speedy toddler impairs the view. Here are a few more phone pics for the road!
End of the blurry pics.
Happy Tuesday! Dobar dan.