Don't choose private taxis as they overcharge foreign visitors. You'll recognize them by their taxi sign being plain white with no company name on it, just a taxi number. Always look for TX at the end of the taxi's plates, that's how you recognize that it's a legit taxi vehicle.
“One of those places where time still passes more slowly. Serbia has a retro atmosphere, where old cars, and trucks, and even a few buses that have been in accidents, travel the roads. Personally, I really liked being surrounded by a lot of old Zastavas, Yugos, Golf 2s, and Renault 4s. At first, I thought they were Fiat 500s I saw driving around on the roads, but then it turned out they were Zastava 750s. The latest Zastavas are modeled on the Fiat Punto, and resemble them, at least until you hear the engine.
The country is basically a bit chaotic, which doesn’t bother me personally, but it might give a Swiss person a nervous breakdown. Let me give you an example. Some of the traffic signs are written in Cyrillic, some in Latin, and some in both. We have seen that the detour sign for the village was written in Cyrillic for those from one direction and in Latin for those coming from the other. What is the solution? You have to come from the right. That's it. It makes it a lot easier to have an individual on the team who can read Cyrillic but don’t get let it deter you from visiting Serbia if you can’t. Driving standards are not dangerous, and it’s interesting that we found the people in Vojvodina – the part closest to the EU – to be the most impatient and aggressive behind the wheel. At first, it annoyed us that motorists were beeping their horns behind us, but then we realized it was just a sign to ‘watch out, I'm overtaking!’. All the cops we met were pleasant enough, spoke a foreign language, and either patted us on the shoulder or shook hands with us.
The condition of the roads is basically good, but of course, there are plenty of potholes on the small mountain roads. There are stray dogs, too, but they weren’t particularly aggressive with us. Along the roads, it is not headstones they erect for the dead, but shrines. Engraved not only with the name and dates of the deceased but with their pictures, too. We even saw one young man photographed leaning against his Golf 3.”