To see the elevation of Fruska Gora from the surrounding countryside and to understand its relationship with the Danube, you need to approach it from the north. And if possible, slowly. Not on the motorway, but on minor roads, so that you have time to take in what’s before your eyes. Then, cross the river at Novi Sad, climb up the steep north side of the ridge and look down on God’s fairy garden on the other side. On the land of plenty, where there’s always grain for the animals, where the fruit always ripens and where such wine is produced that flows from the fountains of the Hungarian king’s court (this is no joke, it did happen). The extensive oak and beech forests conceal wildlife, springs burst from the hillside and Orthodox monasteries are nestled in the valleys. It simply looks, or if you’d prefer feels, like God has not left this countryside to its own devices, you just need your ears and eyes to notice this.