Belgrade 7 - Eng

Dear friends

This time it is me, Stephan writing to you. We have not written for a while, but maybe it is because there did not happen as many interesting things recently. We are still in Belgrade, stay in the same house and wear the same clothes. While you in S.A. are freezing, we are sweating. It only cools down when it rains - lekker thunder storms.

At work things now changed so that we will come back to S.A. God willing only in January. The users of the system that we are busy configuring cannot spend enough time on the project and it is affecting our progress, but I believe that we will get there eventually. We are still waiting for the Croatian visas to come through. We have never experienced as much red tape - not even when we had to get Anandi out of India after being born there. After struggling for a month there were still a 7-step list of consecutive things that had to happen before we can have it.

At least we went to Novi Sad with the train one Saturday. It is much smaller than Belgrade, but beautiful and with lots of character. Have a look at the photo-album for Novi Sad. First we went to the Petrovaradin fort which has a great view of the Danobe river. Irene used the day to work on her hobby of collecting, drying and identifying field flowers. There are several imposing churches and other buildings on the city square as well as lots of flowers. And as it should be with any proper plain there is the scattering of doves and statues and stalls. Tied to every lamppost is a pot of flowers. And of course there is a McDonalds... After the meal we went walking the little streets and came to a beautiful park. Another one of those fairytale experiences that seem to cross our path every now and then.

We received in a roundabout way a parcel containing the childrens' roller-blades. (Thanks to Nicolai and Sarah) So we see more of the river nowerdays. It is fun to go for a stroll and roll next to the river in the evenings. Many a head turn to look in amazement at Anandi's comparative skill for her size on the roller-blades. And sometimes we stop for an ice-cream or to take photo's. Look at our album
of the Danube river for a few nice sunsets.

Seeing that we are going to stay longer, I thought it a good idea to spend more time on language-learning. The language they speak here and in Croatia is almost the same. So we got some software that teach and drill us and then I practise every afternoon with the taxi driver. Mostly this is a stranger whom I have to first inform of my endeavour to learn the language. I think they actually enjoy to teach me. Most of them cannot speak English so it is interesting. But it is not easy. As our friend, Andre, says it is a language with a cronical vowel-shortage with words like Cetvrtak (Thursday) and srtsa (heart). Then they have an affinity for 6-syllable words which I cannot remember. But the worst is the grammar. It is worse than Hindi or German and all words bend any which way or so it feels.

Sunday will be the Comrades marathon and I feel a bit nostalgic thinking about it. I am still running, but have scaled down a lot. Sadly so because the opportunity to jog is excellent here with the river and Kale Megdan so close. I think it is because there are so few people running here and almost no races.

Ministry is slow now. Please pray for an internet friend in India who became a seeker this week.

Anyway we will keep you informed about our comings and goings.

Your longing friends

Stephan, Irene, Nadia and Anandi

Belgrade 7 - Afr

Hallo almal

Hierdie keer is dit ek, Stephan aan die woord. Ons het nogal lanklaas iets geskryf, maar dit is ook maar omdat daar nie soveel interessante dinge gebeur het met ons nie. Ons is nog steeds in Belgrade, bly in dieselfde huis en trek nog dieselfde klere aan. Terwyl julle in S.A nou koud kry, sweet ons. Dis koel net af wanneer dit reen - lekker donderstorms.

By die werk het dinge nou so verander dat ons eers Januariemaand gaan terugkom as die Here wil. Die gebruikers van die stelsel wat ons vir hulle insit sukkel om tyd te spandeer aan die projek en dit knie-halter ons vordering, maar ek glo ons sal wel daar kom. Ons wag ook nog in spanning vir ons Kroasie visas om deur te kom. In my lewe het ek nog nooit so baie "red tape" beleef nie nie eers toe ons so
gesukkel het om Anandi uit Indie uit te kry na sy daar gebore is nie. Na 'n maand se sukkel daarmee was dit steeds 'n 7-stap lysie van goed wat ons nog moet kry en doen om die visas te kry!

Ons het darem so een Sondag bietjie Novi Sad toe gegaan met die trein. Dis heelwat kleiner as Belgrade, maar mooi en met baie karakter. Kyk bietjie na die Novi Sad album. Eers was ons na die Petro Varadin fort toe met 'n fantastiese uitsig oor die Donou revier. Irene het haar nuwe stokperdjie om veldblommetjies te pluk, te pars en te identifiseer op groot skaal beoefen tussendeur. Die plein in die middestad het verskeie mooi kerke en baie blomme. En soos op elke plein wat sy sout werd is, was daar die duiwe en die standbeelde en die stalletjies. Aan elke lamppaal is daar 'n pot met blomme vasgemaak. En natuurlik is daar 'n McDonalds... Ons het na ete in die ou straatjies afgestap en in 'n pragtige park uitgekom. Nog een van daardie sprokies-ervarings wat ons elke nou en dan hier teekom.

Ons het ook met 'n ompad 'n pakkie ontvang met die kinders se roller-blades in. (Dankie Nicolai en Sarah) So ons sien nogal meer van die rivier deesdae. Dis tog te lekker om so bietjie in die aande te gaan "stroll en roll" langs die rivier. Anandi laat behoorlik die koppe draai omdat sy so goed skaats vir haar grootte. En soms koop ons roomys en neem foto's. Kyk na ons album van die Danube rivier vir
'n paar mooi sonsondergange.

Met die dat ons nou langer hier gaan bly, het ek gedink dit sal dalk die moeite loon om bietjie in die taal in te grawe. Die taal wat hulle hier en in Kroatie praat, is byna dieselfde. So ons het sagteware gekry wat die taal behoorlik in jou indril en verder oefen ek elke middag met die taxibestuurder - meestal 'n wildvreemde wat ek nou eers moet vertel van my planne om die taal te leer. Ek dink nogal hulle geniet dit om my te help! Maar dis nie maklik nie. Soos ons vriend, Andre, se dis 'n taal met 'n kroniese klinkertekort met woorde soos Cetvrtak (Donderdag) en srtsa (hart). Dan het hulle 'n voorkeur vir 6-lettergreep woorde waarvan ek nog nie een kan onthou nie... Maar die ergste is die grammatika. Dis erger as Hindi of Duits met vreeslik baie verbuigings.

Sondag is dit die comrades en ek het nogal heimwee as ek dink aan laas jaar. Ek draf nog, maar het heelwat afgeskaal - bly net so aan die gang. En dit is nogal snaaks, want die geleentheid vir draf hier langs die rivier en by Kale Megdan is uitstekend. Maar miskien is dit omdat hier maar baie min mense draf en hier is nooit wedlope nie.

Wat die bediening aanbetref het dit nou 'n stil tyd binnegegaan. Bid gerus vir 'n internet vriend van Indie wat skielik 'n soeker geraak het.

Nou ja, ons sal julle op hoogte hou van die draaie wat die lewe met ons vat.

Julle verlangende vriende

Stephan, Irene, Nadia en Anandi