Hello Shipmates! I am writing this blog from the middle of an eleven hour trip back from Belgrade. Since, I know none of you know what that is, I will save you a Google search and tell you it is the capitol of Serbia. No not Siberia…Serbia…they are different places. Serbia is a country in the Balkans region of Europe (South East Europe), not in Russia (like my credit card company thought). We actually went to war there thirteen years ago…Who Knew?! (Some of the bombed out buildings still aren’t fixed).
Anyway, I went there to participate in a Model United Nations Conference, along with two other cadets from the Academy. We were three of only about ten Americans at the conference and we were the only ones who actually flew all the way from the States (the rest go to school in Europe). All of the other participants were from Europe, and the vast majority of the 270 total students at the conference were Serbian.
I’m not going to talk about the actual conference, but about the people I met while I was there. It is the people of Serbia and the people I worked with at the conference that made it an incredible experience. I would almost use the term life changing, but that’s pretty heavy. During my five days in Belgrade, I made some closer friends than I’ve made in the past four years at school.
My new favorite person in the world is a Serbia girl; I’ll call her Novi Sad. She is in the running for the most awesome person I have ever met. Extremely nice, incredibly cool, funny, down to earth, oh and did I mention beautiful. She made sitting in four hour straight committee sessions tolerable and sometimes even fun. She did everything in her power to help me…uh, make female acquaintances. I wish there was a way to repay her for her covert reconnaissance missions into gathering relationship statuses. I can’t even begin to thank her for all she did, I will never forget it.
I met a girl with the most beautiful name in the world, jet black hair, and gorgeous crystal blue eyes. Don’t worry, I told her. Дякую!
I ran into my ex-girlfriend at the conference too…well not exactly, but I did befriend a girl who looks just like her….except a lot prettier and not nearly as manipulative. (Note: the following is the best pick-up line I’ve ever used) “Hey, do you mind if I take a picture with you? You look just like a friend of mine.” It worked…sort of. Regardless, I couldn’t help but get lost in her deep round hazel eyes every time I spoke with her…an absolutely amazing girl.
I showed another girl a thing or two about American dancing, and rocked out to old school 90s hip-hop in a secret underground club. Apparently Wu-Tang is forever in Serbia.
I spent my last day walking around Belgrade on a spectacular day with literally the hottest girl I have ever met, AND also one of the sweetest. I don’t think I stopped smiling for six straight hours. This girl, who not only has supermodel good looks (she made it to the finals of a supermodel completion in Serbia. In Serbia! Where you see the most gorgeous girl you’ve ever seen every ten minutes), but she also still wanted to talk to me after I told her she was gorgeous…which being from NY, completely blew my mind.
In conclusion….I need to go back.
Fun Fact: It is not easy to spend $200 in Belgrade in six days…even if you try.
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