I stopped at the aptly named Panorama Cafe in Tekija as I had earned a beer after the 50km ride, taking me almost to the crossing into Romania. The lady served me while her three feckless sons hung around chatting but not responding to my efforts to engage them in conversation.
Then she brpught me a surprise cup of coffee with a wonderful tasty little sweet on the side. What a nice gesture. Perhaps she liked the fact that I had climbed the hill up to her place to give her some business, or that I had come by bike, or that I was British. Who knows.
I consumed both drinks while contemplating the kindness of these hospitable people. Time to go, so I requested the bill. It showed both drinks. With lazy sons it takes the women to drive this economy.
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