Nis, and One More dog

After many short days and long nights camping on farmland we've arrived in Nis. We both had some things to attend to here, but no hosts, so we weren't sure how we were going to get things done, then get out of the city to find a place to camp before dark. As is often the case in former Jugoslavia, however, we were rescued by a man on the street, Milan, who recognised us as fellow travellers and offered us a place to stay, along with the two dogs we now have. The second dog, a puppy about three weeks old, was discovered by Inge abandoned along the side of the road. If Inge and I continue walking together all the way to Istanbul, we may have a dog pack trailing along.
Meanwhile, Bulgaria is only a few days away.