Hotel Astoria Budva

... jednego z "don Corleone" dajemy rade wycofac woz z waziutkich uliczek i zjechac do centrum.
Nocleg!!! JEST!!
Ale juz o 7mej rano wrzucamy bagaze do samochodu i , zegnani przez milych gospodarzy, dajemy noge - oby daaaalej od nocnej burzy i "oberwania chmury", ktore kolysalo nas do snu!
Zegnaj Montenegro - wybieramy slonce i wracamy do Chorwacji.


Z rozpedu ladujemy.... 500 km na polnoc - w Zadarze.

ciag dalszy nastapi ;))

... sleep for a few hours. It was pretty anusing in hindsight but I was glad I wasnt sleeping in my normal position with my shoulder under the pillow because I have dislocated in 5 times I am quite sure it would of popped again. It was quite an amusing story to talk about mind you over breakfast. I was going to go to Kotor today but I have been totally unmotivated and lack lustere over the past ...

... wooden bridge, we boarded. The place was empty; we were the only persons present besides one waitress. We sat as follows; Darko and Bojana sat next to each other as in American restaurant booth's and I sat alone across vis-à-vis. The boat itself was very luxurious resembling the interior of several large boats formerly owned by the late Aristotle Onassis. I have several books on Aristotle Onassis so I have seen photos of the interior of his large boats. The waitress came over to ...

Mountains so high, Ocean so green, Sky so blue People so...nice! Yeah, that's what I think about Montenegro. The backdrop to the coast is so dramatic and the water much warmer than that of the Agean (not sure if I already said this). Either way I'm soaking up my last few beach days before heading inland. The people here have been very welcoming and helpful, I wish I had more time to stay and explore. I went to a boxing match last night (Serbia ...

... narrow streets and high buildings, stone streets etc. In August, it also comes with the obligatory cruise ship, and the hordes of tourists. Feeling like a tortoise with my rucksack on my back, I stumble into town, trying to find the accomodation centre, and walking past the same people sitting in the cafes about 5 times. When I finally found it, they said the town was full... How can an entire town be full?! Anyway after saying this, they ...

... felt as if it had been body slammed but the worst was over. I decided I needed a nap since I got up so early and went back to bed until 10. Pretty sad. I did not want to venture far so I just went to the beach near the old town and read Harlan Coben's Drop Shot which was interesting because it was a mystery around the US Open. I realized that the date of my original plane ticket to the US is approaching and decided to not change it and return on August 31. It will have been more ...

... the kicker is the reality that no one actually lives there - it's all souvenir shops, boutiques and loads of restaurants. Oh, and with a couple museums chucked in for free. All the same though, it was a fairly enjoyable day. The fortress in the walled Stari Grad had a fascinating old library full of vintage, turn-of-the-century books on the Balkans. A few of the ones they had were ones I'd heard of and wanted to read for years. Too bad they were all ...

... resort buildings. It was rather surreal. The main structures had all been completed: walls, floors, doors and ceilings where they were needed. But everything else remained to be completed. It was obvious from the half set up tables, some with chairs and some without, others with chairs stacked on the table itself, that when the order had come to halt construction the workers had stopped immediately doing whatever they were doing. The kitchen was ...

... time lost, in a city otherwise devoid of information for tourists. I was in Albania, after all. This was one nice turn among many other turns. The road from Podgorica (Montenegro's capital) to Kotor is rife with switchbacks. It doesn't leave one disposed to find out that the price of one's accomodation has risen by sixty percent. It was either Bro's indignation or the fact that we were the only guests interested in staying the night at the hotel that ...

... were well hidden and we weren't able to locate one. Herceg Novi is a busy, but not particularly attractive walled town, with a confusing one-way traffic system. The map we were using doesn't always highlight where streets are one way (or, indeed, where streets are actually stairs) and this leads to some navigational surprises. We escaped through an exciting dark tunnel, and made our way close to the beach. There we drove ...