Hotel City Podgorica

... and hang out for a while. I can&#8217;t even really remember what else we did in Bar. I remember walking the long walk back to the train station early because we were so bored and cold. We played chess in the smoke-filled waiting room then hopped on the train. <br><br>Oh, and another thing: in Montenegro (and as you will read in a later blog entry, in Serbia) people can smoke almost anywhere. It&#8217;s crazy. Europe is much ...

... in sheets, weeds growing in the flower beds, people wearing the latest fashions from the Soviet 1970s, buses with so much rust that there was no barrier between inside and out. <br><br>Supposedly WWII destroyed a city that was once beautiful and all the Serbian induced wars of the 90s took the rest. I searched high and low for just anything that was pretty. Even the flowers were covered in dust as this city sits on a high flat ...

... Today morning, he made me an huge breakfast, his hospitality is unbelieveable. In my request i promised a massage because of my knowledge about physiotherapy.. Nevertheless, he is not expecting anything more like some gay massage :D so everything is fine and i am glad to have a bed, a washing machine, electricity and a shower again, yeeeeah..<br><br>Today shall be one of the hottest ...

... only saw one. Her skin was like a chalky peach. Her dark hair was wound up, with a tail. She had strong hips, in a long, white skirt with red shapes on it. The third guy drove me on one of the country's dangerous roads, through a canyon so deep it was like Zeus had thrown a terrible snake into the land. That snake was the dark-aqua Moracha River. It now had a wide gulley to relax and play with boulders in, as it went by. Pyramidal, concrete ...

... There is no other place in the world I'd rather be than in Budva Montenegro and I recommend everyone vacation there. We were making our way to a seaside resort a friend of Darko owned. Still driving like speed racer around the hairpin turns and mountainous cliffs compromising the road, we finally arrived at our destination safely. I admit Darko is an excellent driver; his driving is reminiscent of agent 007 in James Bond movies. Because of the Kosovo war, there was not one functional ...

... to make even the shittiest sounding places on Earth sound alluring. They hadn't even bothered trying with Podgorica, simply noting there wasn't a lot to see and how easy it was to get from the city to the coast. However they had been decent enough to inform me the shopping-café heart of the town was the Hercegovacka district. This information would have been better if they'd placed a map of the city in their guide- but ...

... Bar, and is 2250 m long, pebbly. There are a few auto camp sites. Drobni poijesak beach The terrain towards the south, towards Petrovac, is such that it caused the formation a few small beaches. They are accessible only from the sea. The Drobni beach is distinctive for its beauty. It is situated in a hidden valley and it is 250m long. As its sand is yellow-white is reminiscent of tropical ...

... in the still water. After dragging reluctant boys away from an hour-long stone skipping contest (okay, I had to throw a few myself), we stopped at Negushi village. It's known for its prosciutto ham and cheese. I wanted to join in local trade and so after passing a couple homemade signs nailed to trees, we stopped at one house. I ring the bell and the woman looks at me blankly while I gestured that I wanted to buy some ham (basically ...

... a taxi (that we shared with 2 other travelers) to Ulcinj. It was only 7 euro a person... so no big deal. Interestingly enough, we passed the bus, who had got in an accident 10 miles up the road! We continued and 2 miles past the bus was another accident that completely stopped traffic in both directions. However, this accident was just a fender bender... I guess the participants just wanted a little ...

... being the 97 model, had no info about Montenegro. A little bit more research and we found that we were going to go to Kotor. Bought the bus ticket, and proceeded to get a new visa stamp for Montenegro. The bus wound down a mountain and then we saw the Med again. We were surrounded by mountains, and we kept following the coast line until we came to where the mountains on both sides met, which is Kotor. There was only one little old lady waiting ...