16th July 2009
|Knez Mihailova Street|
|In the Tram|
I still remember the numerous rides to town in the public buses-air conditioned and spacious, the trains and trams, I feel the closeness of the people piled up in the trams and I can feel their stares as I walk by with a bunch of other Ugandans-wide eyed and touristy or the burning looks of the beach revelers when I invaded their Ada Lake shore but I feel secure in the company of four young women my age, I feel I belong with them and for a while my life’s HAKUNA MATATA.
But most of all I feel the people of Belgrade; the people I was lucky enough to make an acquaintance of:
|Conrad, Danielja, Robert, Bojana|
At this moment there’s too much I can say about Alex my first friend in Belgrade but let me stick to the basics. He was the best damn friend I ever made in Belgrade. He welcomed us into his family home, he introduced me and Robert to his cute sister Marija; on our last day in Belgrade we met the rest of his family on our way to party when we did a detour and they had nice gifts for us which I feel was very kind especially when we just met them once. I got shirts, key holders, pens and my favorite, this Journal book. I fell in love with the whole family immediately. Am so glad I met Alex and he’s also fun. He’s great at hanging out, at the party later that night we went crazy in Zemun. We danced on tables and smashed glasses as a way to express how awesome you’re feeling which apparently the norm there is.
And infact it was partly because of Milica that I met Jasmina. Jasmina is the girl I met at Club Magacin after I had quite several glasses of wine. After Zemun we drove to Magacin to meet up with the rest of the Ugandan team and several other athletes partying there. Soon after we got to the club I thought I saw Milica out of the corner of my eye. I was like finally someone I already know from before so I rushed to say hi ready with a hug overwhelmed with happiness and 2 seconds from hugging her I realized that she’s not Milica but another girl who looks a bit like her. Embarrassed I apologized; case of mistaken identity and just as I was about to walk away I was like what the heck am already here, I would just as well say hi.
I broke the kiss, I had to break the kiss; I had to go and I asked her to escort me outside the club which she did. We met my friends and then I said ‘I have to go now” I took her again in my arms for the last time kissed her ever so gently I could not believe I could ever be as gentle with something I wanted so badly at that moment. As I kissed her goodbye someone stole the beer in my hands so I could have more room and a better use of my hands. I held and hugged her like my life depended on it. At a certain point I asked her to open her eyes and look at me while we kissed. We kissed like that for a while looking at each other reading each others eyes. I wanted her to know who I was at that moment and to make sure she never forgets me. I hope she didn’t; she did not … I know it.
Anyways I broke away and drew apart and then just as our hands were about to let go of each other I pulled her back and gave her one long parting kiss. I cant forget the curious way she kissed me and the way she did not try to force her tongue into my mouth but let me gently explore hers as I let her explore mine in return. We played around with our lips, she sucked and nicked my lower lip with a shadow of a smile, I gently caressed her cheek and she caressed mine then she whispered ‘go …’
|Team UG on arrival in BG|