Saints, sinners, and slivovica (Serbia 2024)

[kileskus]

Saints, sinners, and slivovica*
Belgrade, Novi Sad, Niš, Banja Luka (BiH), and some places along the way


A couple of months ago I visited Kosovo. After seeing the Serbian churches there (the Kosovar city of Peć being once the seat of Serbian Orthodoxy) and passing through Belgrade, I decided to dedicate my next trip to Serbia. There'll be a lot of churches and history in this report as that's what I'm interested in, and not any spas or food as I'm not interested in those (but Serbia is known for its spas/springs and has an interesting cuisine that's a mix of Slavic, Turkish, Austrian, and social realities).

I went MEL - HKG - ZRH - BEG. There was a 1 hr layover in Hong Kong but a Cathay representative was waiting to take us Zurich passengers through priority screening. Then a 45 minute layover at Zurich but the airport was almost empty and the transfer was smooth. All in all it was about 27 hours to reach Belgrade, which I was pleased with given it's a less common destination and I was trying to make the most of my 2 weeks of leave.


View of the mountains leaving Zurich


Arriving in Belgrade you see this old Convair 440. It was operated by JAT Airways (the Yugoslav carrier that became Air Serbia) until a belly landing at Titograd (Podgorica) and then donated to the aviation museum in Belgrade. The museum is currently undergoing renovation and some of the pieces are stored outside. This is the most obvious one. If you happen to take any tarmac buses you might see some others.

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Before I get into the cities, some info and advice for anyone else wanting to visit:
Telecomms - local SIM cards are pretty cheap for Europe, I used A1 and they have prepaid cards for visitors. I found myself needing to text some people here. If you don't plan to get a local sim and know you'll be interacting with locals/services e.g. drivers, then maybe get Viber before you leave Aus as they use that more than WhatsApp for calling/messaging.

Intercity transport - I highly recommend renting a car if you intend to explore regional Serbia or go to other cities. National parks, remote monasteries, small historical towns, winery routes, a lot of these are hard to reach without hiring a driver or going with an organised tour. However, there are parts of Serbia where the roads are so poorly maintained/nonexistent that you have to go through Croatia to reach them, so plan your route if you're driving.
Buses of course are always an option. The national rail service is called Srbija Voz and they recently made it possible to book tickets online, but although the trains are new they are very slow, needing almost twice the time as driving.
Air Serbia has domestic flights to Niš and services several other cities in the Balkans.

Belgrade transport - taxis are fairly cheap and there is a service called Yandex Go, the Russian version of Uber. There is a comprehensive network of buses and trolleybuses, you can pay via the app BeogradPlus or not pay like most of the locals.

*Technically it's šlivovica with a sh sound but I can't come up with anything else alliterative that is equally apt

 

[Seat0B]

I love the language and history knowledge you impart in your trip reports @kileskus, so I’m looking forward to this one.

 

[kileskus]

Topola/Oplenac

There is probably not a mile of Serbian land that hasn't had some sort of bloodshed occur on it.



In 1389, then-ruler Prince Lazar fought Ottoman invaders in the Battle of Kosovo. He and the sultan both died and both sides suffered significant losses, but the loss of such a large portion of the Serbian army paved the way for centuries-long Ottoman occupation.

In 1805 some discontented janissaries assassinated Belgrade's pasha and ran riot over Belgrade, killing the locals and about 100 Serbian nobles. This sparked the First Serbian Uprising, led by a man named Djordje Petrović, who was called Karadjordje (Black George) because of his ruthlessness and violent temper.

Karadjordje set up shop southeast of Belgrade, and it was here that he declared an independent Serbia:

Karadjordje Town today, with only one bastion of his fort remaining

His rebels would take large swathes of land from the Ottomans. But infighting and the drying up of Russian aid (due to Napoleon's invasion) led to the Ottomans retaking that land in 1813 and murdering the male inhabitants and raping and enslaving the women and children. Karadjordje went into exile.

In 1815 the Second Serbian Uprising started, led by Miloš Obrenović. Karadjordje returned but Obrenović, knowing how uncompromising he was, feared he would disrupt peace talks with the Ottomans. He was murdered in his sleep, decapitated with an axe by a close friend on Obrenović's payroll.

The Obrenović family ruled Serbia for the next decades until one of their princes was assassinated before he had heirs. Peter Karadjordjević was chosen as the next ruler. He built the Church of St George near Karadjordje's Town and had the family mausoleum built beneath it.


The church is dedicated to St George because he shared a name with Karadjordje. On the tympanum is a depiction of St George slaying the dragon, but he has Karadjordje's likeness:



Inside, the church is decorated with mosaics depicting saints and biblical stories. The chandelier is made of metal from melted down cannons from the first uprising. The centre of the chandelier is in the shape of an inverted crown, to represent the loss of Serbian sovereignty to the Ottomans.


The lowest row of mosaics depicts saints. The three on the left were former Serbian rulers who were canonised, and they are each holding the church that they built/patronised or where their relics are kept. Below the mosaics is a portrait of Karadjordje.


A mosaic of archangel Uriel. In his left hand is a cross with two letters in each of the quadrants - this is something you will see everywhere if you visit Serbian Orthodox churches. IC XC is old Church Slavonic for Jesus Christ, and NI KA at the bottom means 'victorious' (like the goddess Nike).



The mausoleum of the house of Karadjordjević

 

[kileskus]

A little roadtrip east

I hired a driver and asked him to take me to a few monasteries in the eastern part of the country. We go southeast through the Homolje region, a verdant, mountainous province known for its honey - you can see signs outside houses advertising honey as you drive along - and almost all the way to Bulgarian border. This region also has a significant amount of ethnic Vlachs, who like to repaint their houses according to life events (there is no need to gossip in the villages about who is getting married to whom!)

Just a little outside Belgrade is the town of Požarevac.

WWI memorial

There's nothing impressive about this town, with the stoic concrete blocks on the main strip giving way to small houses and gardens along loopy one-way roads. There's no madman son of a dictator running around the streets wielding a saw, my driver tells me, claiming the whole town as his birthright. While I can't verify the story about the saw, it is true that Marko Milošević once terrorised the town, while his father Slobodan did the same to the whole Yugoslavia.

Milošević Senior denied being a Serb nationalist, claimed to be a proponent of Brotherhood and Unity, but his actions and storytelling indicated otherwise. He worked the Battle of Kosovo into Serbia's national story, portraying the Serbs as victims of the Albanians and, later, of the Croats. The Yugoslav Army under his leadership supplied weapons to the Serb nationalists of Bosnia and Croatia, and his generals were the ones who ordered the ethnic cleansing and massacres of the Yugoslav wars, usually with his foreknowledge.

Milošević's extradition to the UN, like that of other war criminals, was controversial in Serbia and in some degrees still is. His grave in Požarevac has its visitors. My driver declined to take me there.

The first monastery we visited is Zaova:


According to legend there was a very beautiful girl who was adored by her brother. Her sister-in-law was jealous of her beauty and killed her newborn and blamed it on the beautiful girl, and convinced her brother to execute her using the Serbian version of drawing and quartering. Monasteries were built at the places where her body parts fell. The Zaova monastery is one of the four.


The frescoes as usual depict Biblical scenes as well as medieval Serbian monarchs (despots). Behind the polyelaios is also a fresco depicting the girl from the legend.

Outside of Orthodox churches in Serbia there's usually a stove-like contraption to put votive candles in. The top layer is for prayers for the living and the bottom is for the dead.


Next was Vitovnica monastery, originally built in the 13th century but rebuilt many centuries later.



The last monastery we dropped by was founded in the 14th C by Prince Lazar himself:

Gornjak monastery, built into a gorge of the same name. Just off the side there is a cave that was also made into a church.

During the centuries-long Ottoman rule, the Muslim Ottomans would burn Serbian churches. Thus the Serbs came up with some adaptations: they built small wooden churches that would be easy to pack up and transport, and with low doorframes so that the Ottoman soldiers couldn't ride in on their horses without knocking their heads; they built churches in remote locations, like on mountaintops; or they set up churches in places like caves.



We had a late lunch at a restaurant in Zaječar, overlooking a lovely pond that is apparently over 20 m deep and has a battle tank at the bottom.


Succulent local trout, ćevapi, somun (the flatbread), and at the front mućkalica which I hadn't heard of before coming but was my favourite dish. It's different types of stewed meat inside bell peppers.


And of course kajmak, goats cheese found throughout the Balkans and Central Asia. Here I made the biggest mistake of my trip - I saved a few slices for the next day but forgot to put it in the fridge overnight. Nevertheless, brainless end user that I am, decided it smelled all right and I could have it for breakfast anyway. Then I went to the airport to catch a flight to Niš, and proceeded to spend my two days in Niš in the bathroom vomiting. But otherwise it was delicious.

 

[SCM]

I visited Serbia for 3 weeks earlier this year, amazing country - so much to offer.

Good to see more tourists heading that way, your photos look brilliant!

 

[kileskus]

Niš (sort of)

About 1/3rd of Air Serbia's fleet consists of ATR 72s. JU 1104 to Niš is on one such plane. The callsign is a holdover from when Air Serbia was Jat Airways and connected Yugoslavia to itself and to the rest of the world. Jat saw its heyday between WWII and the 90s, when planes weren't associated with bombs and the airline had the newest Boeing 737s and one of the highest-ranked meal services in Europe. In 2000 the CEO was assassinated on Milošević's orders. In 2006 all that was left of 'Yugoslavia' was simply Serbia, and in 2013 Etihad bought a 49% stake and the airline rebranded.

Even on a short trip of less than 50 minutes, a little snack and bottled water was provided. The inflight magazine was also well-designed and informative.


Niš airport is named after some guy called Constantine who didn't do much in life except end the tetrarchy, convert Rome to Christianity, and change the name of one of the greatest cities in the world. He was born in Niš, then called Naissus in a land that roughly formed the northern border of the Roman empire, and his residence Mediana is a preserved archaeological site in Niš.

The airport, being owned by the government, is also a base for the Serbian Air Force and the day I was there you could see a paratrooping drill.


Inside the airport is a plaque dedicated the Russian brothers who helped clear the airport of cluster munitions during the NATO bombings


And just outside the airport is the Russian-Serbian Humaniarian Center that the US claims is the base of Russian spy operations in the Balkans. My taxi driver scoffed as we drove past it. "Russians. We pretend we like them."

His name was Alex and he was a Niš native who had spent decades in Greece as a sailboat skipper. He'd returned to Niš to marry and start a family, and while he missed his time on the seas he was happy back in his hometown. He did taxi driving part-time, owned a pizza shop and made the best pizza in town with his deft sailor hands.

I didn't try his pizza because I spent most of my time in Niš kneeling on the bathroom floor. In general there is a wide variety of dining options in the city, from medium to high-end restaurants to ubiquitous food stalls selling shawarma or lángos.

The only place I visited was the skull tower.


During the First Serbian Uprising (led by the ill-fated Karadjordje as I mentioned in my second post) there was a battle at a place called Čegar not far from Niš. The Serbian commander, sensing their imminent defeat after much fierce fighting, decided to fire at and blow up their gunpowder kegs, thus killing the rebels and the Ottoman troops nearby. The Ottomans built a tower with the skulls of the rebels. I'm told that at night the locals would come and remove as many skulls as they could. But the tower became such a symbol of resistance that six decades later the Pasha of Niš ordered for the skulls to be removed, which is why of the almost 1,000 skulls only 58 remain to be seen today.

I recovered from my food poisoning in time for the train trip back to Belgrade. A well meaning stranger had told me the Belgrade-Niš rail trip was a must-do, but as much as I ended up loving Serbia that trip was very skippable. It took twice as long as driving would take; the trains were new but the tracks were not. I was the only passenger in my carriage who stayed for the whole trip. They changed conductors twice and the third didn't bother to check my ticket - he must have seen the boredom on my face and figured I had originated from Niš. The stations and the odd church were interesting to look at but not the scenery and I would highly recommend flying or driving between the two cities.




All in all - Niš should still be on the list of any Serbian trip due to its historical and cultural significance and food options, though my review of the city is very limited.

 

[kileskus]

Novi Sad

Modern day Serbia roughly formed the southern border of first the Kingdom of Hungary and later the Austro-Hungarian empire. From the 1500-1800s Serbs comprised an elite military unit called the šajkaši that helped patrol the border and fight off Ottoman invasions.

During one such skirmish the Ottomans succeeded in taking some land from Hungary that is now in northern Serbia and built a fort on the Danube at a place called Petrovaradin. Several decades later the Habsburgs took it back and, border guards notwithstanding, expelled the local Serbs and their Orthodox Christianity from the city and told them to settle on the other side of the river - and named that settlement Novi Sad (new land).


The Petrovaradin fortress

Novi Sad would be where the first inklings of a Serbian national identity, culture and language began to take form, before a Magyarisation campaign saw thousands of Serbs killed and Hungarians become the dominant ethnic group. It wasn't until after WWI that the region was governed by Slavs under the Kingdom of Serbs, Croats and Slovenes.

Today Novi Sad is the second largest city in the country, it hosts the Matica srpska (national academy), and Petrovaradin is one of its suburbs. Its architecture and cultural heritage is similar to other cities in the Slavic world that were under Habsburg occupation, like Lviv.



It still has a sizeable proportion of Hungarians and notably the Name of Mary church, a Catholic church that hosts services in Hungarian and in which can be found art with Hungarian inscriptions. It was partially destroyed in the 1848 revolution.



The fortress is a nice spot for running and has some cafés on the terraces so can get pretty lively. There's an annual European music festival held on the grounds. There are also tunnels underneath that you can explore




The clock tower has its hour and minute hands reversed

There's also a museum here that showcases the history of the Vojvodina province of which Novi Sad is the capital. The museum is best known for its three gold-plated Roman ridge helmets from way back when Serbia was the northern border of the Roman empire.


After Julius Caesar's Gallic campaign the Roman army developed a helmet style called the Imperial helmet based on what they saw the Gallic warriors wearing. This is what is classically seen in movies about gladiators or centurions for instance. They were in use until the late 3rd century when ridge-style helmets were developed and used especially in the eastern parts of the empire. Part of this was possibly in response to fighting the Dacians north of the Danube as the ridge helped provide extra protection from the characteristic Dacian falx swords that could crack the tops of the smooth, curved Imperial helmets. Jewelled, gold-plated helmets like the ones found in Vojvodina were probably used for parades or as symbols of rank rather than in battle.


Another photo of the main square. In the foreground is a utility box with some art on it depicting the fortress' reversed clock and three figures in traditional Serbian costume. The two on either side are playing an instrument called a tamburica, generally associated with Bosnia, Croatia, and northern Serbia. Vojvodina hosted many tamburica orchestras and Radio Novi Sad plays some of them. I thought this painting was a nice local touch.

Then it was back on the train to smoggy Belgrade. The Belgrade-Novi Sad line is newer so has some pretty fast trains (c.f. my post on Niš). If you want to take a train from Belgrade enter Beograd Centar into Maps and not Belgrade train station - the latter is the old, aesthetic but now defunct station.

 

[kileskus]

Extensive musings on Belgrade and South Slavic languages

I stayed at a mid-range hotel that had a good rooftop view of central Belgrade and every morning I had my coffee looking out at the architectural equivalent of my wardrobe - that is, disordered, anachronistic, 9 parts Salvo's and 1 part Harrod's.



Every evening I had half a bottle of rakija looking at the smoggy, starless dome of Belgrade's pollution - the smog reflects the city's illumination so it doesn't seem to get truly dark. I was told the bad air is due to the povos in the suburbs who chop and burn wood for their winter heating, although I'm inclined to believe manufacturing and loose environmental regulations are also contributors. The waterways are not spared, either. The Danube stinks at some places and the locals fondly point out the "Danube calamari" that you might see washed up - in reference to rubber rings that should really be treated as discreetly as the action/s for which they were used.

I did a tour at the Belgrade Urban Distillery and then had some zakuskis with tastings of different types of rakija - apple, quince, apricot and plum.


The quince takes the longest to age so tends to be viewed as the more 'premium' type. The distillery also has a program called the rakija bank where you can design your own rakija and have them keep it in a barrel for as long as you want. I was seriously mulling that over until all the extra shots of apple rakija got into my head and all thought departed. I stumbled out and sat at a bus stop and a lady holding a pack of ciggies sat next to me. She told me she was on lunch break but preferred to smoke rather than eat, that she was excited to be going overseas for the first time next month on a guided tour in China, and that she hated the Turks because they had invaded Serbia and had turned the Hagia Sofia into a mosque.

There's also a suburb called Zemun that is worth a visit, which hosts some new restaurants, hilly views over the Danube and a tower at the site of a medieval Hungarian fortress.


Also in Zemun is the Hotel Jugoslavija, once a luxury hotel rated among the most beautiful in the world where VIPs like the late QEII and Neil Armstrong were given a carefully curated view of the erstwhile socialist state.


It was bombed during the NATO campaign and never fully rebuilt. At the time I visited, the site had just been bought by a developer who has announced plans to demolish the building and construct an office complex and a Ritz-Carlton hotel. A lot of Serbians are unhappy about the loss of this architectural icon.


A JAT airways bus stop, kind of like sitting under an Ansett logo while waiting for a bus in Belconnen. I really do wonder how the municipal public transport system, between the rampant fare evasion and ostensibly minimal advertising revenue from defunct airlines, manages to make any revenue.

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One of my favourite places in Belgrade is tucked away on a side street and called the Vuk and Dositej Museum. Vuk Karadžić is a key figure in Serbian literary history. In most if not all Slavic nations there is one or a few writers who contributed not only to the literary tradition of that nation, but also pioneered linguistic reform (usually orthographic) and engaged in activism for independence or self-determination. This isn't really a concept we have in the anglophonie, probably due to different historical paths, a broader geography and lack of ethnic homogeneity. I sometimes struggle to explain to my anglophone friends the significance of these Slavic national writers. If you put Banjo Patterson and Henry Parkes into a blender and took it up a mountain, then you might get a drop of something resembling what Adam Mickiewicz was to Poland, Taras Shevchenko to Ukraine or Vuk Karadžić to Serbia.

Dositej Obradović was the first minister of education under Karadjordje (the leader of the First Serbian Uprising). The building that now houses the museum was the first lyceum in the country, established under Obradovic's orders. He himself spoke 11 languages, including ancient ones, was well travelled and well educated and rubbed shoulders with important German and English personages, but remained passionate about bettering both the philosophical and physical lives of his countrymen.


Most of the museum is in Serbian only. The docent who was working the day I visited was very friendly and enthusiastic but greatly overestimated my ability to speak Serbian (which doesn't extend past "another beer, please"). My fellow museum-goer, a Paris-born academic specialising in Slovenian who was visiting the birthplace of her parents, provided me a second tour of the museum in French (my proficiency of which ends at the working-class Québécois shouted at me on the streets of my childhood and certainly doesn't extend to academic European French). But between my two well-meaning guides and Yandex Translate, I had an enjoyable time at the museum.


Some books by Obradović, the one on the right entitled Poem to an Independent Serbia.

Like the development of many languages (as seen in western and central European literary tradition through the favouring of the vernacular during the Reformation), the ebbs and flows of Serbian literary reform were influenced by liturgy. With Serbs banned from establishing printing presses under Habsburg rule, the only way they could produce texts somewhat resembling their language was through the assistance of the Russian Orthodox Church, which itself used (and still uses) Church Slavonic as opposed to vernacular Russian. Nevertheless, the product of this assistance was texts written in a language that was a mix of Serbian, Russian, and Church Slavonic. This continued into the Ottoman occupation until Messrs Karadžić and Obradović said, "come on folks, why don't we get rid of these Turks and write in the language we actually speak?"

Karadžić wrote a treatise on orthographical reform that involved new Cyrillic characters for Serbian and the abandonment of the hard sign. These reforms made him unpopular with the church (as they deviated from the liturgical language), the Turks (as they seemed to intimate at a national identity) and with other Serbs (who thought he was speaking the wrong kind of Serbian). The modern Serbian alphabet is more or less what he proposed (and, one must note, the hard sign has become a vestige even in modern Russian).

Some of Karadžić's possessions - the rifle he had when he was secretary to a hajduk, his glasses and his wooden leg.

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Bosnian, Croation, Montenegrin, and Serbian are all dialects of the same language, although individuals from those countries might swear til they drop dead that they are different languages. There are regional differences, mainly vocabulary-related although the Serbian dialect admittedly does have more 'flexibility' in terms of analytic and synthetic verb conjugations. It's like how the Kiwis might say "trim latte" (weird vocabulary) or the English might say "I was sat there" (weird verb conjugation).

The Proto-Slavic language had an interesting divergence point in relation to liquid consonants (the r and l consonants). To me, liquid consonants are the tastiest kind of liquid! Proto-Slavic diverged into either Old Church Slavonic, which lengthened vowels in relation to liquid consonants, or Old East Slavic, which added an extra vowel to a liquid consonant. Very roughly speaking, south and west Slavic languages went the OCS way while modern eastern Slavic languages find their roots in, well, OES. I grew up in a Russian-adjacent culture and was raised Russian Orthodox; I have been surprised to find that in regard to liquid consonants (which are very prominent in everyday speech) languages like Serbian are closer to Proto-Slavic and Old Church Slavonic even though Russian sees itself as the protector or even heir of [modern] Church Slavonic.

Serbian uses both the Cyrillic and Latin alphabets, unlike Bosnian or Croatian. Cyrillic is the official form but more and more Serbs are using the Latin alphabet because it's easier to use. Serbian Latin has a few more letters than English and those don't routinely get transliterated into English - if you really care about pronouncing names right, note that south Slavic names ending in -ic are pronounced -ich and not -ick. Generally speaking, an s before a consonant usually sounds like an sh, but I don't think immigrants are picky about that.

It's a general trend that right-leaning, nationalistic sentiment will insist on Cyrillic whereas mid-left would be willing to use Latin. There was some kind of election on when I was in Serbia, probably municipal, and I noticed the right-wing party used Cyrillic while the opposition used Latinate. Serbia is certainly one of the few countries where the people are able to function proficiently in two different scripts. I've been watching the trend in Central Asia regarding the Cyrillic alphabet, and have been wondering if Serbian Cyrillic will be on the way out. It must be considered in a very different context to Central Asian Cyrillic due to their respective histories, but at the end of the day it's usually the present or the future that decides political and administrative decisions, not sentiment for the past. And I personally think, despite the clinging onto the past that Serbia demonstrates, despite its pride and insecurities, that they will switch to the Latinate script in my lifetime, and that they will join the EU.

 

[kileskus]

Banja Luka

I took a side trip to the city of Banja Luka in northwestern Bosnia and Herzegovina. Although it is about 300 km as the crow flies from Belgrade, the roads are so poorly maintained/non-existent in some parts of Serbia that one has to take the detour into Croatia and then drive on to Bosnia. It made for an extra stamp in my passport, but some disgruntled fellow coach passengers standing in the rain at 2-3 a.m. waiting for me as the sole non-European to be interrogated by two different border guards.


The Vrbas River on which Banja Luka lies. It is one of the main rivers in the country, another being the Bosna.

BiH, like Australia, has a head of state that's a foreigner. Like our governor general, the Office of the High Representative has veto powers and can dismiss elected officials, but unlike our governor general post-1975, the OHR regularly invokes those powers.

Then there is the president, who rotates between one of three elected officials (a Bosniak, a Serb, and a Croat) who collectively form the Presidency. (I wonder if they also have a joke like we do about not being able to name the current PM!)

This clunky system is the result of the Dayton Accords of 1995 that brought an end to the Bosnian War. The Dayton has taken a lot of flak: it's frozen Bosnia in a state of foreign guardianship and a tenuous and inefficient governance, hindering its ascension into the EU; but for all its faults it has achieved its primary purpose of keeping peace.


The commemorative square in Banja Luka, with a monument to Serb fighters encircled by busts of key figures in Yugoslav and Soviet history

Despite its name, the two self-governing entities/provinces in the country are Bosnia and the Republika Srpska. Herzegovina is where most of the Croats live but it is not an autonomous region. The Republika Srpska is the Serb-predominant province and Banja Luka its capital.

Built on the river Vrbas, the Kastel Fortress is the city's main attraction and attests to its settlement back in the Roman times.




During the era of Ottoman occupation, a Bosniak ended up becoming Grand Vizier and his cousin built a mosque in his hometown:

It was destroyed during the war and rebuilt as it is now. I wasn't allowed in because of my religious affiliation but I'd imagine it'd be quite beautiful inside too.


This is the Orthodox church in the city


This is the Catholic church with its bell tower

The local museum has many exhibit halls on things like archaeology, folklore, and nature. It also focuses extensively on the concentration camps of and crimes committed by the Ustaše - a Croatian fascist movement brought into power in Bosnia by naz_ Germany, who massacred between 320,000 and 400,000 Serbs in their quest to make a pure Croatian state (the Bosniaks they tolerated like one does a pesky younger sibling). One of the key moments at the start of the Ustaše reign was the beheading of a Serb boy, and the purported original saw that was used is on display at the museum:


The Ustaše also banned the Cyrillic script as that was associated with Serbs. Not very historically accurate of them though, given Croatians also used Cyrillic. What's more, Croatians used the Cyrillic precursor Glagolitic script longer than any other nation, even up to the 20th century.

A fragment written in Glagolitic, dated to the 12th century

The museum of the Republika Srpska has an entire floor dedicated to the atrocities committed by the Ustaše. It constructs a narrative of Bosnian Serbs as victims. It's indisputable that the Ustaše did commit crimes on a horrific level of brutality and scale. There seems to be an undertone, though, reflective of a broader sentiment among some nationalist Serbs, that they were unfairly persecuted in the international arena despite also being victims of crimes against humanity.

You might remember the trials of Radovan Karadžić and Ratko Mladić in the ICC from 2008-2017. The former was the first president of the RS and the latter the top general of the army of the RS, both convicted for, among other things, their roles in the Sarajevo siege and Srbrenica massacre. These figures have their monuments in the RS, you will see their likenesses grafitti'd on the sides of buildings, find streets named after them. To many Bosnian Serbs, Mladić is a hero who protected the interests of ethnic Serbs against the possibility of another Ustaša.

Another criticism levied against the Dayton Accords: by recognising the Republika Srpska, they essentially achieved what Mladić had wanted - a homogeneous Serb state.

At the airport, the border official studied my passport and said, "Only two days in Bosnia?" before stamping it. I flew back to Belgrade on Air Serbia, a 50-minute flight that I'd imagine did not need to go through Croatia.

 

[kileskus]

Sremska Mitrovica and Sremski Karlovci

One of the capital cities of the Roman Tetrarchy was called Sirmium, located in the modern-day Vojvodina province. It was chosen as a capital due to its strategic value being on the frontier and situated on a key river. The region became rendered in Serbian as Srem so some of the towns in the region will have the adjectival form of Srem included in its name.

Sremska Mitrovica is the new name for Sirmium. It's a quiet city easily accessible by train, and its main attraction is the imperial palace.


Built in the 4th C, the palace was in use by emperors until the city fell a century later. Constantine the Great, born in nearby Niš, spent considerable amounts of time here on his campaigns and Marcus Aurelius is said to have wintered here as well. Back in its day it was a symbol of imperial opulence, with its sprawling complex and exquisite frescoes and floor mosaics. After the Huns captured the city much of this was destroyed and even today only about 5% of the whole palace complex has been excavated.


Some of the uncovered mosaics


The bathing area

The second part of the city's name comes from its patron saint Demetrius, who was executed by the Romans for guarding Christian books (before the Roman empire was converted to Christianity). The church dedicated to him was also destroyed in the 5th C but rebuilt.


The iconostasis


Ruins of the Roman marketplace in the city

Not too far from a jam-packed bubble tea shop I found a café that served some of the best pelmeni that I've had:



An officers club for the Yugoslav army. Located at the roundabout of the main street heading into the city centre so I would assume it would be good real estate. But the building sits abandoned here, a jungle of weeds and vines growing inside, some of the windows blown out, the haunted house the neighbourhood kids dare each other to enter.


Inside the train station is a painting depicting the naz_ burning of the original train station when the Yugoslav army was closing in to retake the city. The naz_s had during their occupation built a concentration camp in the city and killed many of the Serbs and Jews.


Stopped by Sremski Karlovci on the way back to Belgrade. It's known for its educational institutions and religious heritage.


The oldest gymnasium in Serbia, where many of the country's literary figures including Vuk Karadžić were educated.


The Orthodox cathedral


The seminary

 

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Ćelije and Valjevo

Southwest of Belgrade we navigated down some sheep-covered roads and got to a small stone church in a village whose name I didn't catch.





Continuing on to Ćelije, there's a monastery there founded in the 13th century, nestled in a valley. It's a difficult drive down a narrow one way track with little space to pull aside if someone is coming in the opposite direction.



The monastery was burned down by the Turks a couple of times because the monks kept joining the resistence. I visited on the feast day of their patron saint so it was quite busy, with preparations being made to welcome the patriarch of the Serbian Orthodox Church.


The nave


A peek into the sanctuary, the place behind the iconostasis that only clergymen are allowed into. There were a lot of clergymen going back and forth in their preparations and they had left the doors open.

Another half hour away is the city of Valjevo. It has an historical and ethnographical museum there


A stećak - a flat-topped tombstone found in medieval Serbia and Bosnia. This one is of a local nobleman.


Some firearms from the world wars


A ballot box from the 1945 Yugoslav election, the first supposedly democratic election. It brought the Communist party, with Tito at its head, to power, where they would remain for the next several decades in subsequent elections of questionable levels of democraticness. There was a box for the Communist party and a box for the opposition (who officially boycotted the election but the electoral commission included them anyway). Each voter was given a rubber ball and had to put one hand into each of the boxes to cast their vote, so that no one would be able to see how they voted. Then they would hold up both empty hands to the polling official to prove that they had voted.


Cobblestone streets in the Valjevo city centre


This restaurant caught my eye - it's called Gavrilo with a portrait of the 19-year-old who assassinated the Austrian arch duke. Princip was part of an organisation called Young Bosnia that wanted to overthrow Habsburg rule and unite the south Slavs, affiliated with (but not taking orders from) the Black Hand, a Serbian military organisation. The restaurant serves traditional cuisine and the servers were friendly.


Before the drive to Belgrade airport I had some very nice ćevapi and a Karadjordje steak, seated across from the sentence Princip had inscribed into the wall of his prison cell shortly before he died at 22 from tuberculosis: "Our shadows will walk through Vienna, wander the court, frighten the lords."


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