While we did not like the situation (why is it us paying extra and not the people who did not vacate our apartment even if they had a reason?) late night is not the best time to make urgent decisions. We needed rest. However, if something goes wrong from the very beginning, it will, probably, continue to go wrong till the very end.    

The next day we walked around the neighborhood, did not find where to buy a local sim-card (probably, we did not look hard enough) and drove to the next bigger city (yeah, definitely sim-card was just an excuse). 

We instantly found an “all about mobile phones” shop, but parking was a double challenge. First, we had to find a vacant spot. Second, we had to find how to pay for it. There were signs marking parking zones, but there were neither parking meters nor parking attendants. After a few minutes we spotted a guy in uniform walking along the parked cars with a notepad. He turned out to be an enforcement officer, so he did not take money, but he told us who did. “Go straight, cross the road on the intersection, turn left, go to the next intersection, you will see a small kiosk with newspapers and cigarettes, they sell parking tickets.” Well done! You completed the quest! Now find your way back to your car and place the ticket under the windshield.

Two nights and extra 44€ later our apartment was still occupied. Paying 22€ per day was almost twice as much as agreed and did not look like a good deal any longer. We already have packed everything in our car, because we expected to move into the new apartment. Instead we paid those extra we agreed late night on arrival and “here I am on the road again”. We were heading to Belgrade where Denis had an appointment with a psychiatrist booked in two days.