I’m still in Belgrade. Had pretty rough and good times. The first night I stayed in the Rebel House squat. Maybe I shouldn’t have.. Since I stayed there two months ago some people moved out and some new people moved in. Well, these new people are pretty violent and desperate for drugs and money. Combined with the intake of the first a dangerous cocktail. After things escalated that night Sasha, the last remaining old inhabitant, and me had to escape from the house. It’s now declared dissolved, don’t go there anymore! I am still in one piece but Sasha has a new scar on his head. Man, those fuckers really have no brain. What I have learned from that: If in doubt, stay somewhere else or leave before things get funny. Junkies do not look like junkies (This one I actually learned before, but I forgot). OK, everything else was fun, I went to a punk New Year’s party a bit outside town and had a great time. I met Hauke from Hamburg (Hello Hauke!) From the party I went to a friend’s place where I can stay some more days. Thanks, Djole! I met Branka from Ecotopia twice, everybody seems to know each other here – nice. But as it looks I will go on to Pula within the next days.[…] Weather is a little grey and rainy with temperatures around 3 degrees.