Every road trip needs some good music!. I love this song.
A few weeks ago we went to the medieval capital of Serbia, Krusevac. This long-standing city is home to about 60,000 people. I was really impressed with it.
Krusevac has been in place since at least 1371, when Emperor Lazar was living. While living, Lazar was something like a Duke or Lord. He was responsible for gathering the troops to fight the battle against the Turks who later beheaded him. After his death, he was raised to Emperor out of respect. His wife, Milica, went on to be the ruler! Hello forward thinking back in the old days. Now, not so much.
This town has its own chic feel and flavor. And so much history smack dab next to modern life!
Before a walk about town we opted for a quick alfresco lunch.
I was pleased to see that lots of old couples walked happily arm in arm in this gorgeous grad. I don’t think I have seen that anywhere else in Serbia so far.
The most astonishing to me in this Balkan city was the dress of the women. Normally, in Eastern European countries, the women are always and I mean always sporting 4 inch+ heels. In this city, women dressed stylishly, and sensibly. Heels were low or non-existent! Holy Cow! I think they must have been breaking some unwritten Eastern European code! Can I get an Amen?
There is a park where the ruins of the old fort stands. Most of it was destroyed during the war with the Turks. Now children play ball with their grandparents watching over them, and others taking a stroll or sit on benches and enjoy that peace that now resides. An old Museum sets just to the side presiding over the history and ghosts.
You know the people who built these homes in the wake of ruins must have found some cool stuff in their back yard while digging to create their new homes!! Talk about cool building stories!
Within the fort stood the most beautiful old Church.
This impressive structure was a sight to behold.
The Celtic style knots that circled the doors and windows were fabulous.The magnificent double headed eagle graced the top and bottom of the window above.
The grounds all around are an ancient battle field. At one entrance there was a painting of Kosavka Devojka. She is the Serbian version of Molly Pitcher during the American Revolution.
Kosavka walked around the battlefield of Krusevac when the Serbs were fighting the Turks in 1389 during the Battle of Kosovo.
This is a print of a famous rendition showing Kosavka watering a fallen soldier. Compare this beauty with the typical image of Molly Pitcher with a cannon.
Molly is just a few thousand miles east and a few hundred years later…
Battle of Kosovo 1389
Battle of Monmouth 1778
Two peas in a pod.
Even thousands of miles away from home you can find similarities in just about everything if you look hard enough!
Krusevac is a great city, lots to see, and some great shops too! If you are in this neck of the woods, you should check it out.
You’re right that is one damn lucky kid who has that backyard! whooooahhh
You can take the gal out of Peeay, but can’t take the gal out of Peeay, right? Yes, the Kosavka reminds me of Molly Pitcher, too! BTW, if we get a chance, we ought to check out Molly’s on Main Street – formerly the Molly Pitcher Waffle Shop.
But anyway …I loved the carvings on the church …and emperor Lazar!
Amen! 🙂 Thank god someone has finally broken the heel code 😉 And it is lovely to see old couples walking around arm in arm. You never see that here either. Lovely post and beautiful pics!
You know I thought of you when I saw all those women wearing sensible shoes! Thanks! It was a great trip. 🙂
Ha ha! I had a nice one myself this weekend – to Stockholm. Normal people everywhere 😉
Just reading about it now. Sounds great!