My procrastination level is expert. I’ve made this ridiculously ostentatious website when I could’ve been dotting the i’s & crossing the t’s on that infernal manuscript. Nope. Some call it lazy, I call it writer’s block. (It really is just lazy). I am textbook. I am cliché. Hear me roar. Grrrr…
On the 29th of January, as the Blood Moon finally broke through the dark clouds above Adelaide (my home), a horribly honest feeling sat in my gut that I needed a change of direction. Writing a novel for ten years has been the most fulfilling and challenging experience of my life, but the enormity of my project has finally caught up with me. As I contemplate my efforts and current setbacks, I have felt almost trapped in a repetitive cycle of edits and self-doubt. After a decade, it’s finally time to step away from my baby, and as you read this, it sits in a drawer where it will bloody stay, for now at least.
I’m under no illusion that born-again travel bloggers are about as common as millennials swapping Snapchat stories but…I don’t care. Read and enjoy, or don’t.
I will be sharing, in my own dad-joke-infused-kind-of-way, my experiences throughout my abundant travels on this fine planet, and hopefully, impart something useful and ultimately amusing. Also, if I can find accommodation, restaurants, or just about anything that accepts cryptocurrency, you’ll be hearing about it (kind of a hobby of mine). Oh…and I never travel on the cheap, even when I’m broke, so cheers to that!
First up on my list is a place very dear to my heart…Serbia. 
In my eyes, Serbia is one the most unappreciated destinations right in the beating heart of the Balkans, and I’m going to tell you why.
Read on — Serbian the short version
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