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Belgrade’s Warring Identities

October 8, 2015

So, where are you from? – oh, you are Russian? No wait, you don’t have an accent… Oh you are American too?

After many such conversations in a course of a year plus in travel, we don’t tend to over-think this part of getting to know other travelers too much. In general, we feel equally at ease co-existing in our Russian American or American Russian identities. Some days we are feeling chatty and we tell the whole shebang. Other days it just depends on which passport we are traveling with at the moment – that’s the identity we stick with. Sometimes the choice is made for us, like in Northern Vietnam or Laos where we were more likely to run into someone who knows how to speak Russian than English. Sometimes, we deliberately pick one over the other based on current political events (don’t tell me you wouldn’t take advantage of this!)

But within 5 minutes of being in Belgrade, the city forcefully, gut-wrenchingly forces you to unearth those long buried tensions, that one big nagging question – so which side are you on? And if you aren’t picking sides, well then, are you a hypocrite? When it’s fun and games you are a Russian, when it’s all rosy and everyone loves your country you are an American… so what now?

Belgrade_housetolaos_01-8Look closely at this photo — in the very background there’s the Central Train Station, then some lovely turn of the century stately baroque beauties, and then…then there’s the former Ministry of Defense of Yugoslavia. Belgrade, Serbia

Moments after walking out of the main train station we had to stop and compose ourselves. Right in front of us, in the city center stood (or rather towered) the remnants of the former Yugoslavia’s Defense Ministry bombed during NATO air strikes in 1999. The carcass of the building spans a four-line center city main thoroughfare. It is imposing, scary, and omnipresent. After a few moments we saw the pot marks on surrounding buildings — more scars from the bombs that fell on Belgrade for several months. We hadn’t read up on Belgrade too much, and didn’t expect this graphic reminder from our childhood past. Television images of the war flashed in our minds – for me from the US, for Sergey from Russia.

Belgrade_housetolaos_collageFormer Ministry of Defense of Yugoslavia, Belgrade, Serbia.

The painful civil wars, which lasted for several years and tore apart Yugoslavia into five different states, are perceived and told very differently in Russia and the US. Without going into many historical details and nuances, NATO bombing campaign is still viewed in Russia as an illegal breach of international law and an attack on brotherly Slavic, Orthodox sovereign state. The main culprit behind the NATO campaign, is of course the US. Meanwhile, in America that same campaign was a virtuous, almost humanitarian Allied mission to stop genocide, horrific human rights violations and war crimes.

At that specific moment, we didn’t quite process the image and all of the reminders about the past, before a second shock to the system hit us.

Belgrade_housetolaos_01-3Tram. Belgrade, Serbia.  

After we composed ourselves and moved on from the bombed out former military headquarters of Yugoslavia, we walked over to the tram station just a few short blocks up. Almost immediately, a man approached us and started to vigorously shake Sergey’s hand. Russian brother and sister – welcome! (I am not kidding or exaggerating). He proceeded to tell us in a mixture of Serbian and Russian (the two languages share common Slavic roots akin to the Romance roots of Spanish and French languages) that we didn’t need to purchase tram tickets, and we should just tell the driver that we are VIP guests from Russia. We were even more perplexed after boarding the tram (with tickets) and seeing images of Russian president Vladimir Putin in full military get up plastered in apparent propaganda of Slavic nation. While not exactly comfortable with the messages, we felt welcome and quite at ease in our Russian identity.

Minutes later, having arrived at our couch surfing host’s house, we sat drinking wine in the kitchen sharing stories about growing up in Russia, coming of age in the US, and the violent breakup of Tito’s communism and life in Serbia today.

Belgrade_housetolaos_01-10A reminder from Yugoslavia’s past in Belgrade, Serbia today. 

She told us of growing up with parents who were mid-level professionals in the government administration of Yugoslavia, who like many others wholeheartedly believed and supported Tito and his vision. She told us of the disbelief that came with first shots of the war, the economic devastation – her parents had to borrow money form her piggy bank to buy necessities, the rampant inflation – the bi-weekly salary had to be spent within 24 hours of getting paid otherwise it would become worthless. She told us of how her parents sent both her and her sister abroad to study, encouraging them to figure out a way to stay as there was little clarity on what would become of Yugoslavia.

Today, she’s a young professional but like many others unemployed and still unsure of the future in Serbia. Unlike the man who approached us at the tram stop, she doesn’t associate any good feelings with Vladimir Putin or today’s Russia. She doesn’t peak Russian, but is fluent in English. She’s ambivalent about Tito, and decidedly less so on Slobodan Milosevic. She definitely sees Serbia’s future in the EU, despite the cultural and linguistic ties with Russia.

She clearly identified us as Americans, and was much more interested in that part of our heritage. So we told her about immigrating to the US, coming of age in the culture of high school and driving at the age of 16, about that time we suddenly realized that we were, in fact, American, just as much if not more so than Russian (it happens — but it takes awhile!) But throughout that lovely evening – which featured many childhood memories that were much happier, the ballads by Serbian singer, and lots of wine — we couldn’t shake a feeling of guilt – for being Russian or for for being American….maybe for being both? a double whammy.

And guilty for what? We certainly never have been close to making decisions at the state level that involved thousands of lives at stake, we were children at that time anyway. Is it guilt by association — like the one we felt in Laos and Vietnam? Or was it because of the warm reception that we had received hours earlier, merely for being Russian…only to have switched our identity hats to now being Americans? Likely, all of it.

So, who is right? Which side are we on? Are we total hypocrites? Well, if you want to come over for some vodka and pickles we can talk late into the night, as Russians are want to do for just about any occasion, and for this particular instance there will be so many nuances of the argument; I doubt we will be finished by dawn.

Belgrade_housetolaos_01-14Praying in Belgrade, Serbia. 


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  • Andrea

    Lovely piece, guys.

    • House To Laos

      Thanks so much Andrea 🙂

  • Drive on the Left

    I love visiting post-Soviet countries in Eastern Europe. I just got back from my first visit to Russia, but really enjoyed the juxtaposition of Romania this summer, as well. I only have the American-identity to fall back on, so your dual perspectives must bring something so interesting to your observations. But man – I am really enamored with this area of the world and this history. Maybe because I’m old enough to remember bits and pieces?

    • House To Laos

      It’s fascinating how this region changed so much – from new borders to new identities — and yet, there is something so very distinct about it. Yugoslavia and Albania practiced the go-at-it along communism, and yet we found those faint, but still very familiar, relics of our somewhat shared past still there. It fascinates us to no end, and we are so into the idea of more Eastern Europe and the Balkans on our travel radar.

  • Andrew Wyatt

    Very interesting writing, there’s so much history we’ve yet to discover but still affects so many people today. I think its difficult to find a country these days that hasn’t done something terrible in its past, and I know what you mean about the guilty feeling, being from the UK we’ve seen how the British Empire forced itself onto as much of the rest of the world as it could and took over. Should we feel ashamed of something we had no control over? I think so long as we acknowledge what happened honestly and try to learn from it then that’s the least we can do?

    • House To Laos

      Yes! I think its important to acknowledge and learn from the past. You are right there is nothing we can do to re-dress what happened, but it’s most difficult when the legacy of past wrongs is still there and is so raw :/ BUT! i am hugely grateful for the opportunity to travel and experience these more heavy emotions first hand, as I think it’s important. Whatever identity we travel with, we try to put our best foot forward to hopefully build new and more positive connections and associations in peoples’ minds.

  • Joanna

    I can see that you visited quite a lot of Balkan countries this year which is great 🙂 I’ve got this feeling that Balkans and Eastern Europe are a bit underrated among travellers who usually choose Western Europe as their travel destination.

    Have you also done some hiking or mainly city visiting? Are you planning on some more Balkan trips?

    • House To Laos

      We love the Balkans! Such lovely people, great cities, and breathtaking nature 🙂 We’ve mostly been to cities, but we did do a bit of hiking in Albania. Would absolutely love to return to do more – Albania has a fantastic mountain range! What about you, have you been to the Balkans?

      • Joanna

        I was on holidays in Montenegro several years ago and went on 1-day trip to Albania. Beautiful countries! I definitely need to return there to do some mountain hiking, especially in Durmitor national park 🙂

        Where did you hike in Albania? Could you recommend any trails?

        • House To Laos

          We were taken by our Albanian friends on some un-named trails, so sadly we don’t have good info to pass on. We based ourselves around Sardinia but really were way off any map that I have seen!

  • Homepagely

    Have lived in Belgrade for 10 months. It’s is an amazing city. Check our blog

    • House To Laos

      So neat! Thanks for stopping by 🙂