St. JovanSaturday evening I found myself one step closer to "understanding Serbia": I attended my first slava.
When I first came to Belgrade, the whole slava thing was somewhat of a mystery. Every so often a friend would mention that he or she wouldn't be free that evening because of a slava, making reference only to the copious amounts of food and drink that would be consumed, and then would move on to the next topic at hand with no further explanation.
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