a écrit le 12. février 2007.
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22:06
I wanted to go to Guca, but my Serbian wife accompanied me and tricked me into taking the wrong direction in Cacak, to Zlatibor. For me it was all the same, mountains and lots of language which I did not understand. I was wondering why there was no music. My wife is really tricky. We stayed overnight and my wife pretended that the festival was postponed. But it was in Guca, only 50 km away. After Zlatibor we went to Sarajevo and got stopped by the police several times. Of course I was driving too fast, who does not. But I had the impression that the police just kept the money for themselves, and my wife succeeded in negotiating the fine. Guca: maybe next time.