As soon as we arrived in the Balkans, it was obvious they’ve got the hospitality turned up a few notches compared other parts of Europe. It’s inspiring, its the kind of hospitality I want to offer for others. I’ve seen a hundred small examples. My friend met me at the bus station in Zagreb, not expecting me to navigate a new city by myself. Of course it would’ve been easy for me use Google Maps and Uber and meet him at his place, but that’s not the point: it's not about convenience, it’s about respect. He bought me lunch, told me stories, showed me around his neighbourhood while catching me up on the history of Yugoslavia. I remember this feeling, this is what it’s like to hang out with someone who has lived in the same town for 40 years.