Day two brings the rhythm that will shape the journey: start early, ride before the heat turns brutal. Dimitrovgrad is still half asleep as the road leads west. Serbia feels wider, quieter, more direct. Small towns, dry hills, petrol-station coffee, long stretches of road. From 11:00, the air gets heavy and every bit of shade matters. Less drama than day one, more settling into travel mode. Ride, drink, keep moving. Leskovac waits with food, a shower and a siesta. Exactly what is needed.
