Partying Balkan style: the big, biggest, most biggest night out

The night after Chang-dae's party Clare and I didn't go to Deokjeok-do. Instead, we met for dinner on the beautiful patio belonging to the Nashville Bar and Grill. After burgers and a couple of beers, we moved to La Cigalle for some wine/cognac and Creme Brule. Little did we know at this point that we would end up at the Hollywood bar and party until dawn with some handsome soccer players from all over the Balkans (and their wives, unfortunately.). When we walked into the bar, Serbian music was blasting. Clare went over to a table to ask for a light, got into chatting; turned out that the guys at the table and I were of the "iste gore list" (leaves from the same mountain). I walked over, chatted with them, came back to Clare, and then Nenad, a Serb-Canadian I met about two years ago in Bucheon recognized me and came to say hello; before we knew what was happening Clare and I joined this multi-Balkaniada party at the bar. Lot of merriment ensued, complete with shattering of glass, hands clapping, hips swaying, and the like. It was like a scene from a Kusturica movie...