and then we are going to the Mokra Gora railway station, and take the train the route of which is 8-shaped,  we have a relaxed time in nice landscapes ….

and then we arrive in the wooden Kustarica village. The place is too sophisticated and touristic for most of us, and is not what we preferred in Serbia, moreover, high temperature is not favorable to the visit. On the other hand, the homemade strawberry juice was really tasty.

Afterwards, Dado drives us up to the starting point for hiking until the farm in which we will learn how to produce  the delicous cheese and mainly the zajmak we are eating every day !! But before everything, we are welcome with a turkish coffee….and rakia, cul-sec ! Ziveli ( as soon as the glass is empty, the farmer’s son fills it in !!!) ziiiiveeeeeliiiiii ! hips ! all is right !   the cheese pie cooked by the farmer’s wife and of course the zajmak, (the best I have eaten) absorb quickly alcohol.

We have a very good time with this family, our discussion with them was very interesting.

But it is not finished and  our dinner in the restaurant is ready….it’s too much for me but it’s so delicious that we do justice to the serbian cassoulet ! Prijatno !