With the locals
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With the locals


This morning, we were woken up by the ringing of cow bells. They were calmly grazing around our car *cool*

We spent the whole morning in Bitola. We enjoyed strolling over the market filled with vegetables, (dried) fruits, grains, nuts, but also clothes.

We bought some dried ginger (surprisingly also the kids loved it), papaya, and pineapple that had been soaked in cranberry juice at a shop, not at a market stall because they accepted credit card.

We were super lucky with our breakfast. We discovered a family-run local bakery, where we could even sit down inside. The old man serving us was very caring, making sure everything was to our satisfaction.

cutting, just like Papa

We loved the fluffy fried dough filled with feta or ground meat. The flaky pastry pizza with meat was also good. We really liked a ring of nuts held together with egg white. A honey nut cake and two pieces of cream cake were a little too sweet for us. Then the girls rather liked watching Balkanian music videos.

Eventually, we came across the modern part of Bitola but we didn‘t like it as much as the old / traditional part because of all the Western stores.

Also in this city, the roads and side walks were littered. We assume that this is not just caused by a lack of (empty) trash cans but people here may not be so aware of pollution.

On the way back to our car, we met a Macedonian who lives in Munich. He paid for two cups of lemon lemonade for us to sample *nice* We just found the taste a little artificial.

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