Sombor, yoga retreat in Serbia

The journey to Sombor is uneventful, except for the exciting border crossing, which out not to be that editing at all - no queue, no questions, just a quick look at my passport.
Fearing the reports I heard in Hungary, I get ready for the "terrible roads" of Serbia. It to out that I actually prefer riding in Serbia than Hungary, as there is very little traffic and bicycles are allowed on practically all roads.
In Sombor I meet Slavica, who lives in and runs a yoga centre. There is a beautiful garden maintained by Dustin, somewhat of a celebrity in the Serbian yoga scene. He quips "and now it's time to transform from gardener to yoga guru".  This he manages even quicker than Clark Kent changing into superman. The atmosphere is very relaxing and I am invited to join the yoga classes each morning. The yoga classes are attended by mostly older ladies, some with injuries or some physical impairment. This is in stark contrast to the typical yoga class in Berlin and adds a different, more restorative, feeling in the class. There is also a lot more familiarity and familial ambiance. Jelena is here on a week's retreat and we talk about the unfairness of life in Serbia and her plans to work in Germany. Although she works very long hours as a nurse (60-70 hours/week), she lives with her mother as rent in Novi Sad cost her more than half her salary. This also necessitates that she spends more than an hour and a half commuting to and from her hospital.
The city is very polished and has good cycle paths. Slavica brings us to her favourite art gallery and then to for drinks on the canal. Although in her sixties, she is brimming with artistic ideas, new social initiatives and is next month going to Indonesia for a year to work as a volunteer.