At the time, there was a petrol shortage, and we didn’t know if we had enough petrol in the tank to get us to the airport, but we set off anyway. We thought of taking a taxi, but it was too dangerous. We drove to the airport, down sniper alley and past checkpoints. At the airport, my mother, brother, and I were allowed through, but my dad was turned away. Like in Ukraine, the Serbs refused to let men of fighting age leave the country.