Author: Leighton

Danube Days in Veliko Gradište.

Danube Days in Veliko Gradište, Serbia. July 2021. The summer of 2021 was a really exciting one for Sladja and I. Slowly but surely all the inconveniences and hubbub surrounding the pandemic had begun fading to grey. As such, it felt like we were now on the cusp of a new era. Having recently had […]

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Sauntering around Lake Palić.

Sauntering around Lake Palić in Serbia. June 2021. Our first day in Subotica had been largely dedicated to checking out the city’s fabulous Art Nouveau architecture. With our mission largely accomplished, we decided to just wander freely and see where our noses took us. Architecturally, the city continued to deliver way beyond its Art Nouveau […]

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The Art Nouveau Wonders of Subotica.

The Art Nouveau Wonders of Subotica. June 2021. It was a warm late afternoon when Sladja and I arrived in the Serbian city of Subotica. The bus from Belgrade took just under three hours, while from the station we immediately set off on a walking route to find our Airbnb apartment. I’d read that Subotica […]

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A Decent Proposal at Petrovaradin Fortress.

A Decent Proposal at Petrovaradin Fortress. Novi Sad, Serbia. April 2021. After months of scheming… pondering… second guessing myself and downright worrying the big day had finally come. Yes, for better or for worse this was it. I just had to go with the flow, pick the right moment and let the chips fall where […]

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A Weekend Exploring Novi Sad.

A Weekend Exploring Novi Sad, Serbia. April 2021. “Well it’s stopped raining at least!” I chirped, as Sladja and I shuffled off the bus. Indeed it had been coming down for most of the drive from Belgrade. This left a fresh almost wholesome feeling in the air as I touched down on Novi Sad soil […]

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Snippets of Odense.

Snippets of Odense. July 2002. After stays in Kalundborg, Copenhagen and Roskilde, there were only a few days left of my two-week jaunt around Denmark. Indeed it was time to plot out a rail route across the country to the coastal city of Esbjerg where a ferry awaited to chug me back to London. With […]

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Snippets of Roskilde.

Snippets of Roskilde. July 2002. Cover photo courtesy of Mariusz Paździora. One long ago summer I found myself touring Denmark for a couple of weeks. The journey began in the sleepy coastal city of Kalundborg before I moved onto the Danish capital Copenhagen for a few days. As those who’ve been following this series may recall, […]

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Snippets of Copenhagen.

Snippets of Copenhagen. July 2002.  In the summer of 2002 I was back in The UK after a year living and working in Qatar. It was a happy carefree time of watching the FIFA World Cup and enjoying actual British sunshine. But after England’s inevitable quarter final exit I began getting itchy feet as my […]

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The End of Everything, a short story from The Netherlands.

The End of Everything, a short story from The Netherlands. In June 2010 S and I arrived in The Netherlands with the notion of finally ‘settling down’. Yes, it was time to get ‘proper’ jobs. To buy an apartment, maybe have kids and all that malarkey. What could possibly go wrong? —— S moved out […]

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Wall of Sound, a short story from The Netherlands.

Wall of Sound, a short story from The Netherlands. In June 2010 S and I arrived in The Netherlands with the notion of finally ‘settling down’. Yes, it was time to get ‘proper’ jobs. To buy an apartment, maybe have kids and all that malarkey. What could possibly go wrong? —— It was a Saturday […]

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Pissing With Stifler, a short story from The Netherlands.

Pissing With Stifler, a short story from The Netherlands. In June 2010 S and I arrived in The Netherlands with the notion of finally ‘settling down’. Yes, it was time to get ‘proper’ jobs. To buy an apartment, maybe have kids and all that malarkey. What could possibly go wrong? —— Those first few years […]

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End of Watch, a short story from New York City.

End of Watch, a short story from New York City. In June 2010 S and I arrived in The Netherlands with the notion of finally ‘settling down’. Yes, it was time to get ‘proper’ jobs. To buy an apartment, maybe have kids and all that malarkey. What could possibly go wrong? —— “He’s not shaking […]

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