Belgrade 1170 – Ritopek 1141

After a last walk to the petrol station/bakery we leave our kind friends in Dorcol. Back on the Danube, we face a strong wind and blue-gray waves, which give you the impression of being on the sea.

In the evening we land in Ritopek, rubbish village. Colourful plastic bottles, bags, glass, every kind of rubbish was in sight. people on tractors drove by.