Today, I wandered the historic streets of Belgrade, Serbia’s vibrant capital. Founded in the 3rd century BC, Belgrade’s storied past is palpable in every corner. One intriguing fact I learned is that the city has been battled over in 115 wars and razed to the ground 44 times. Despite its tumultuous past, its resilient spirit was evident. The confluence of the Sava and Danube rivers offered breathtaking views, a silent witness to the many epochs this city has traversed. As I strolled around the Kalemegdan Fortress, I could almost hear the echoes of the past, from Roman reigns to Ottoman sieges, and imagine the tapestry of cultures that have left an indelible mark here.

In the afternoon, I journeyed to the tranquil Krušedol Monastery, nestled in the Fruska Gora mountains. Established in the early 16th century, this serene sanctuary holds the relics of several Serbian saints, their stories painted in vibrant frescoes that adorned the church walls. The surrounding orchards and woodlands whispered tales of monks and pilgrims who once sought solace in its hallowed chambers. The juxtaposition of Belgrade’s bustling streets and Krušedol’s meditative quietude provided a beautiful balance, a reminder of Serbia’s rich tapestry of history and faith.