I was born in a city called Subotica.. It is a city in Serbia, in the North – very close to Hungary. The impact of the Austria-Hungarian architecture is obvious everywhere – that’s what makes it so charming and sophisticated.

For Serbia, it’s quite  big – although it’s only around 150 000. Most of my greatest childhood memories come from this place – riding my bike through busy streets, meeting friends in a playground after school, and sitting by the big fountain downtown, eating ice cream on hot summer nights, observing the young people who were just arriving for a night on the town when I knew it was my time to go home. Oh, how I wanted to grow up then. Now, sometimes I wish I could just go back and be that careless again.
Anyways, I never searched up any pictures of it.  I found some really nice ones..  Enjoy.