I braved a theological argument between a Finnish Mormon and a Norwegian Lutheran in Munich (and in English!), the burned out post-communist factory shells of rural Bulgaria, and two taxi races through narrow streets full of the bravest pedestrians imaginable, but I'm here in Skopje.
I would say safe and sound, but having been on the streets for an hour or so, there is obviously a different definition of 'safe and sound' here. I'll have to investigate that.
Anyway, the hotel internet is out, so if you'd like to contact me, you can reach me at this creepy back-alley basement internet cafe full of Redbull-swilling Macedonian Counterstrike addicts.
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Not to brag or anything, but I bet you the Japanese Genki-drink swilling Counter-Strike addicts could defeat your Macedonian Red Bull swilling Counter-Strike addicts any day of the week.
Hi Seth, this is Jamon, I am looking forward to your blogs and will check them out often. I hope you hear some local music there, should be insteresting. I hope by the time you read this you are in an apartment. Take good care, Jamon
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