Lost in (Post-Socialist) Space

Last week James and I decided it was time to do what all Slovenians seem to spend their free time doing, namely, trudge up an Alp. So we ca...

After a two year hiatus, Lost in Post-Socialist Space is back, by popular (that is, Lizzie's) demand. Now is a fortunate time to restart...

At first sight Belgrade doesn't exactly strike you as a green city. The centre is polluted and characterised by grey soviet-era buildin...

Well, the Serbian elections went off pretty much without a bang, despite me listening intently for the sound of gunshots or riots in the str...

After six months of breaking every healthy eating rule in Russia (not hard in a country where there is no such thing as skim milk and fruit ...

As Edward Said famously pointed out, it has long been a tradition in the West to view the East as savage and wild. Serbia, as a global pari...

Much as I love the nomadic lifestyle, I was relieved on Tuesday to arrive home again, albeit a new home where James and I were, at least for...