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Wednesday, 02 May 2012 23:53 |
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 Serbia Travel Club has published a series of six illustrated travel stickers. This is our first sticker/street art project. We'd like to add an interesting detail to the streets - one that will amuse a passer-by, inspire them and provoke them to think...
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Saturday, 14 April 2012 15:27 |
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 Earlier this year, we've given two lectures titled "Culture of Independent Travel", in Serbian cities Belgrade and Pancevo, in cooperation with the Russian organization called Academy of Free Travels. We have translated a couple of short excerpts into English and made the subtitles, so feel free to check it out.
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Friday, 16 March 2012 11:25 |
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 This summer, Serbia Travel Club will establish a temporary base in Istanbul, called the Travel House. It will be a rented apartment in the center of Istanbul, whose doors will be open to all travelers, from July 1 to September 1. Staying in the Travel House will be free for everyone. Find out how you can participate!
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Monday, 30 May 2011 10:43 |
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 Colin Gerald Dryden Thubron (born 1939) is a British novelist and travel writer. In 1983 he published a book called "Among the Russians", as an account of his long lone journey around Russia in an old Morris Marina car. This is a short extract about mushroom hunting.
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Monday, 21 February 2011 14:32 |
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 A travelogue about the infamous mining town of Potosi, in Bolivia, where millions of people have allegedly died extracting silver ore. A once thriving community has been reduced to a dusty, dilapidated town...
Author: Vasko Lukinic
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Wednesday, 19 January 2011 16:06 |
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 While traveling around Caucasus I was led by a single desire: to explore Nagorno-Karabakh. If someone had asked me why, I wouldn't have had an answer. Until a couple of years ago I didn't even know what it is...
Author: Strahinja Grubljesic
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Friday, 31 December 2010 15:30 |
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 We strolled around Kisach, a Slovak village near Novi Sad. In order to eat our ice creams thoroughly and with due attention, we sat on a wooden bench in front of a house. In a little while, we noticed an old woman inching toward us...
Author: Lazar Pascanovic
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Tuesday, 09 November 2010 19:42 |
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 Today on my way back from work I got to the metro station slightly before eftar. I witnessed a weird, but not uncommon situation. The ticketing officer was apparently so pissed off that he was just fighting with every single person waiting to buy a ticket....
Author: Sue K.
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Friday, 24 September 2010 16:16 |
Visit the capital of Serbia, the famous Balkans metropolis where the East meets the West. Stroll down the steep Turkish alleys, wide boulevards, and always busy Knez Mihailova Street. Climb Kalemegdan Fortress; discover, rubbing shoulders with the Victor Monument, confluence of the Sava and the Danube....
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Thursday, 07 January 2010 00:34 |
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I’m opening my eyes: morning, southern Turkey. Outside we first see stone houses in beige colour, then a gigantic oil refinery, then barbed wires and army observatories. The Middle East condenses all prejudices about itself. We are changing buses in Antakya, right before the Syrian border. We’re looking at dumps and shacks. Somebody said, “This trip is already worthwhile”.
Authors: Lazar, Uroš, Marko
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Sunday, 22 April 2012 20:54 |
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 Serbia Travel Club will take part in the SHARE2 Conference in Belgrade! Lazar Pašćanović and Uroš Krčadinac will give a talk about the culture of independent and creative travel on Saturday, April 28, on 14:30h in the Americana Hall of the Belgrade Youth Center.
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Tuesday, 10 April 2012 20:19 |
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 Squeak, squeak. My shoes were still completely wet. At least the snow had stopped. I crossed a small traffic circle and saw a bridge in the distance. With barricades on it. Let’s try that way anyway. Closer to the bridge, the street was completely deserted. There were only Carabinieri, loudly laughing at something.
Author: Marko Đedović
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Friday, 20 January 2012 16:42 |
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 This condensed travelogue relates the experience of a 30-day railway journey around China. It was written while returning from that journey, on another train - the Trans-Siberian.
Author: Iva Čukić
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Friday, 15 April 2011 17:51 |
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 An extract from a letter that Lord Gordon Byron sent to his mother while traveling around the Balkans, in the times of the Ottoman Empire, relating his encounter with Ali Pasha, the governor of Albania.
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Thursday, 10 February 2011 12:12 |
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 A sermon that Francis Owen, a British missionary stationed in Natal, delivered to the Zulu king Dingaan and his people in the early 19th century. His words were met by skepticism by the Zulu, who questioned his statements and demanded hard proof for Christian dogmas.
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Friday, 14 January 2011 11:40 |
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 A short travel story by Geoffrey Gorer (1905-1985), an English anthropologist and writer. He visited West Africa in 1934, in order to study traditional dances of the region. This is his account of some strange rituals in Dahomey, today's Benin.
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Monday, 06 December 2010 13:32 |
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 These people are really strong; I think they are resigned to their fate, they go about life knowing that anything could happen to them, this minute they could be alive and the next minute they could be gone...
Author: Doris Shida
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Tuesday, 26 October 2010 13:53 |
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 It was a wet March, with wet trees, wet streets, wet socks in wet sneakers. We walked around the alleyways of Aleppo, among people with umbrellas, or patiently stood huddled under the small eaves of the cheese and olives vendor, with those without umbrellas. We were trying to get lost...
Author: Lazar Pascanovic
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Friday, 09 April 2010 19:41 |
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 "Do you always go to war zones with people you meet at parties?", my coworker asked as I explained that I wanted time off to go to Goma with this Serbian guy I met at an art studio party. It was a fair question.
Author: Rita Cuckovich
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Friday, 11 December 2009 02:20 |
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An ancient fatherland, when the world was still a baby, when consciousness rose from unconsciousness, when a finger was pointed at every grass leave, cloud, eye or lion, instead of naming it. We will be entering it slowly, without noticing, step by step, border by border. Landscapes, languages and cuisines will melt and merge. Gradually, skin will become darker and darker, and earth beneath us older and older.
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