I have been to two cities in Serbia; Belgrade and Novi Sad.
I was in Serbia from the end of May to the beginning of June. I had to buy a new pair of pants because it was already really hot there.
The weather at night in Belgrade was like Japan; hot, humid, and nostalgic.
I was walking by a river in Belgrade. Orange dim lights, cricket ringings, a few walking slowly, and the smell of the river reminded me of being on the way home after the summer festival in Japan.
Pictures and text cannot tell you many things, such as the large, old churches, the taste of foods, the smell of the air, and the touch of the nice, fresh wind on your cheeks.
To be honest, there are not many things to write about Serbia. A lot of things that happened in Serbia are personal.