Here’s a list of the most beautiful places in Serbia, in my opinion. The list will be subjective because it is not possible to rank, objectively, places in Serbia. The natural beauties of Serbia have remained unexplored and unknown to many tourists. The country has to offer life in busy cities, as well as natural beauties. They are a breath of peace and tranquility. Whatever season you choose to tour Serbia, you are in the right place and at the right time. From north to south or east to west, either in spring or autumn. Serbia has attracted a large number of tourists in previous years.
Writing as Lisa Jobson from the eastern suburbs of Toronto, Ontario – and also known as the Fox – for Mohamad. We read each other’s blogs because of our common language; IT or Information Technology which is the foundation of the digital world. We also share a love of other topics – weaving poetry into … Read more
A tribute to our beloved country… Hope they and the whole world be safe soon…
[This time, the T-Team with Mr. B scale the heights of the highest mountain in South Australia, Mt. Woodroffe. Even back in 1977, Mt. Woodroffe being on land owned by the indigenous people, we needed permission and a guide. Don’t know what happened to the guide back then, but we had permission. The situation has changed in the 42 years since we climbed…more about that later.
Many thanks to Mohamad Al Karbi for the opportunity to share the T-Team’s adventures in outback Australia.]
K-T-Y Tassie Adventures
Wineglass Bay, Freycinet Peninsula
[In 2009, it was my turn to be the Team Leader of K-Team, the Younger (K-T-Y), who were teenagers; one, of whom was a certain 15-year-old son who would’ve preferred to be playing computer games rather than travelling around Tasmania. This time the K-T-Y team venture to Coles Bay on the Freycinet Peninsula which is on the East Coast of Tasmania.
Many thanks to Mohamad Al Karbi who has given the opportunity to share my family’s travelling adventures in Australia.]
We need an Aussie “Brat Camp”, I thought as we trudged up the steep path. The best beach in the world, but did Son 2 care?
I turned and yelled, ‘Come on, son!’
Cruising on the Gordon River
[Early Spring, here in Australia and a good time to visit Tasmania. Ah, memories of travels with my husband (Mr. K), his brother (P1), and cousin from Switzerland (P2), to Tasmania; a brilliant and beautiful destination to virtually travel.
Many thanks to Mohamad Al Karbi for giving me the opportunity to share the T-Team’s adventures in South Australia.]
An early start, just what the K-Team love. We were to board the Wilderness Cruise Boat by 8.45am. Not as early as the last time I took the cruise. Then, in 2011, I journeyed with my mother (Mrs T), for whatever reason, the ship departed much earlier than 8.45am. Fearing we’d miss the boat, Mum and I rose at the crack of dawn and ate our breakfast at a hotel opposite the wharf while watching the sun rise on the calm waters of Macquarie Harbour; an oil painting in hues of gold and pink with ducks on the jetty. Mum’s breakfast of Eggs Benedict was less than perfect; uncooked, runny and the “whites” not white. She’s never had Eggs Benedict again. I guess there had to be some compensation for the ideal weather we had that August day in 2011.