Rocked by the waves of the Danube and the greenery of Banat across the river, bathed in the chime of Zemun’s church bells and the sound of ship horns, infused with the scents of water, earth, grass, and flowers, wrapped in the breeze of the košava wind and gazing toward Belgrade — the BALKAN EXPRESS wagon has, for nearly three decades, patiently welcomed guests and travelers in search of unforgettable moments.
It pays no mind to high-speed rails… It will remain the last train you can surely board.
Because here, there is no rush.
Here, you simply enjoy.