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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
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... the summer rush was over, but we still found the weather delightfully warm and swimmable. Had a couple of lovely wines on the waterfront.
Rem then brought a bottle of red back to the hotel too!
Fri 10th: Had a lazy day at Sarande READING (well I did) and swimming at another ...
... some of Dubrovnik’s seafood that evening was a must in one of the endless restaurants scattered throughout the lanes and squares of the old town. Rolling on full bellies we settled into again to our overpriced campground and decided to do some studying of where to head next. Researching new destinations is not our strong point. It is often a case of rocking up, asking around and poking our heads in. Although, with limited word of mouth ...
It's hard to know where to start with Montenegro and Albania. The two neighbours aren’t the largest countries and they share many similarities but are also very different at the same time. Montenegro was first up, we arrived from Croatia via Bosnia (first time we’ve been to three countries in a day!) but unfortunately the weather wasn’t cooperating, the incredible Bay of Kotor was largely shrouded in mist, ...
... all the owners seemed to know, the huge DJ (Tam said he had bigger boobs than her – wasn’t wrong) played ‘Gangnam Style’ and the little boy turned in to entertainer for the whole bar… laugh.
On our last full day we decided, all to my protest, to drive to another town 40kms through the windy narrow roads called ‘Paleokastrista’ on the west side of the island. After navigating through the first ...
... together, placing them next to my cheek like a pillow. He appeared to know the guy who was running this sham operation and was asking if we could rest inside his shop while we waited for the next bus. He was a cranky old man and was raising his voice, gesturing from us to the hotel positioned directly across the road. We had no idea what to do. We had already paid for our accommodation in Sarande which we were unable to use at all and we were now contemplating paying for a night in ...