Villa Mb Budva

... and wool blankets. So we all got to sleep during the ride. (Well, Andre and the two guys got to sleep.) The train was really loud for some reason (between the tunnels we went through and the loud rail itself) so I didn’t get to much sleep. Also, we got woken up by police once at the Montenegro border for customs and then twice more at the Serbian border for passport checks and visa stamps and customs. It was a long night.

... thing against taxi drivers in these countrys they are the worse people to deal with, they always rip you off and generally they are quite agressive. I found this one to be the agressive type as well. From the start I didnt like the way he was talking to me, he was also looking to create buisness out of me at any opportunity as well. His general manner towards me was quite rude and agressive and I was starting to have enough of it after a while. I am a really easy going guy and ...

... 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 ...

... across the street. This room had all the amenities of your average Days Inn, but we were in heaven. Our own TV? With two English channels? Are you kidding me?! Add air conditioning into the mix and that's just downright luxurious. Certain parts of town are a bit sketchy - it has the feel of a tourist-trap beach town you might find on the Jersey shore or somewhere in Florida , with a long boardwalk of souvenir shops, fast food stands, and ...

... was a barbers shop run by a 60 year old man happily swigging beer at 12:30pm. Needing a cut i utilised his services but immediately regretted it when he got the clippers out. Unable to understand my protests he shaped my hair into a perfect Croatian military crew cut; i have never known someone use a razor so haphazardly and now have very little hair left. Kotor looks like a city that has stood still for hundreds of years. Walking around the city was like going back in time ...

... closed. The day we arrived the wether was really miserable so we just explored the old walled town in the day and sampled some of the nightlife that evening. The next day we spent a nice day on the beach and in the evening we joined in with some of the other hostels guests and made our own delicious pizzas! After 2 nights we left on the bus for the nearby town of Kotor which is another walled town on the banks of a huge fjord. When we arrived we really struggled to find a hotel with all the ...

... than a few occasions to have some of the best cappuccinos I'd tasted in Europe. The city had once been ruled by Venice, and I think that may have been the reason why it felt so Italian. Not that I'd ever been to Italy, but Kotor was exactly what I imagined much of Italy to be like. Most of the people in the old town were quite stylish and well dressed, and the common greeting here was 'Ciao'. Money was abundant, obvious from the luxury yachts docked ...

... for additional acquisitions of land and in light of the fact that now Serbia is entirely landlocked). At any rate how appropriate, we think, that in the same year we visited ancient nations like Egypt, China, and India, we were able to swing through this modern neophyte. If nothing else, this trip is an exercise in contrast. And contrast is also a central aspect of Montenegro. This short narrow country, nestled as it is between the rump of Serbia to the north and east and to ...

... see in Dubrovnik. I took LJ on a frantic chase through the alleys (nearly forgetting to settle our tab) to find our prey and get a photo, to no avail. We were clearly in his wake, as tourists excitedly recounted their encounters with fame and reviewed their digital photos, but we were just a bit late, and we never did see him, much to my chagrin. After our celebrity chase, we hopped on a water taxi to a nearby island (about 15 minutes by boat) called Lokrum. We headed there on the ...

... Yugoslavia, most people were able to drag up the odd fact about Tito or Kosovo, so at least we aren't friends with complete thickies. We actually flew into Dubrovnik (Croatia) and were transported to Budva by private taxi. Although there is an airport in Montenegro about half an hour from Budva, you have to fly from Heathrow and this is something that I avoid wherever possible. Montenegrins subscribe to the Italian ...