This is what Novi Sad was looking like the morning I left, and I think it took the locals by surprise because they say that they usually don't have snow this late in the season. Yeah, Right!

It actually was very beautiful and fun to walk around in because the snow was in big flakes that drifted down instead of blowing in your face.


This is a shot out the car window on the way to Belgrade. We had to drive along very slowly because of all the slush on the road which, I'm sure, got on our driver's nerves because they love to go fast and scare you to death. Still, he was very careful, and I appreciated that. We were in a good car, too, (recent model year Mercedes) and I appreciated that, too. My bells were in the front seat and a lecturer from England and I were in the back seat so we felt quite royal being chauffered along. I almost did the royal wave to the peasants, but decided that that would be too much.



Then we got to the Belgrade airport, and here's what we were looking at. Not a reassuring sight. Everything went well, though, and now I'm here in Paris.








This is my first Paris picture. I haven't the slightest idea what it is and don't really care. It just looked very Parisienne. More later once I find out a few things.