Daily Routine in Serbia
Now that Ella is going to class, I have a routine. I am up at six reading my online copy of the New York Times, then yelling at Trump on Twitter. At seven I wake Ella and if she is not already up getting a few more minutes to stretch and wake up.
Hopefully, her mother has put out her clothes for the day or I must struggle with picking those. Much easier if I just had to lay the cloths on her bed. Then we must wait for hair bruising and teeth combing or something in between.
AT 7:30 we leave for the bakery around the corner. She is picky so take a moment depending on what they have that day. Then we kiss and she is off now walking herself the four blocks through the park to school.
I go to the park across the street often saying hello to the guy that runs the Kiosk on that corer as he is out stocking. At the park, I walk around the perimeter that I have mapped out at 1.5 kilometers and then sit for a bit and watch the dog’s play. Pretty much the same ones every day. Funny thing at every entrance there are signs on the grass “No Dogs” but no one pays attention to them. When we were in lockdown, I still needed to walk for my knees, and I went there because no one could tell if you had a dog or not because the dogs run free there not on a leash. I got questioned a couple of times by the police, once I think because the young policemen when 65 years old could not be out that I might be too old and the other time just for sitting on the bench for a few minutes. I just said I would go now and they were fine.
When I finish with the park I jaywalk across the street in front of the Burek shop and the cook is always silting having his coffee as we say hello. I walk past the Faculty of Finance and down past The Marshalls bar talking to the women who sweeps up in the morning, then the guy that is always is there having a coffee says hello.
On most days I end up at the iDea the grocery store and buy supplies for the day. The route gets a little changed if I go to the Farmers Market instead.
I it is a lovely life.