During my stay in Belgrade I attempted to get in touch with someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs of Serbia. I send e-mails while I was in Macedonia, I called them, got redirected and again and again, until someone told me I should sent an official written request about what I ask from them.   

“Is there a chance that I will get approval by the end of this week??” – I ask. 

“Oh, no, I don’t think so. It is a procedure that lasts longer” – answered the MIA official.  

I cannot say I didn’t expect that.  

Two days after my return to Macedonia I get a phone call from Belgrade, with a kind offer to come to the Ministry because my request has been approved. Murphy, huh?? 

I cannot say I wasn’t tempted to go to Belgrade again. But you never know with those people there, Beer fest is finished, but what if there is a Vine Fest?? Or worst, Rakija Fest?? I might never finish this article of mine.  

So, I will stay in hot Skopje and await for e-mail from the MIA of Serbia.

As they say, better later then never. Although in the Balkans it usually happens – first later, then – never.