June 19: Southern Fjord

Trip Start May 19, 2009
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Trip End Dec 31, 2009


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hostel Hippo
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Friday, June 19, 2009

I arrived at Budva late late night, sweating and exhausted. But after a night's rest I was ready to attack the place. I first went to a nearby, more famous town by the name of Kotor, which has a nice walled old town, beaches and a pretty harbor, but what makes it unique is the fact that it is located at the mouth of the deepest and biggest fjord in Southern Europe (and before I came here I didn’t even know S. Europe has fjords). To get a good view of it I had to hike up to a castle high on a hilltop, and I paid 2 euro entrance fee so that I could do this hard labor, on this hot and stuffy day.

Afterward I went back to the hostel to have lunch and stayed there to avoid the heat, re-emerged at 1800 to tour Budva’s own old town inside its walls, which is much less impressive than Kotor’s, before going to the beach and swam under the fading sun. The seafood dinner that followed was expensive (30 euro) and not quite satisfactory. May be I should seriously consider not trying any seafood dishes in this region anymore: the ways they are cooked (grilled or fried), are no match to steam fish or sushi.
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cathleenallen
cathleenallen on Jul 2, 2009 at 07:44AM

Dubrovnik and Kotor
A girlfriend and I stayed at a B&B in Dubrovnik in '89. After coming back from Kotor, I remember the son asking us what we thought of it. When we mentioned that the people had been very nice, his response was, 'You must have caught them on a good day'! One of those things that you always remember. He did have some mental problems, by his own admission, but don't know that that anything to do with his predjudice. I also rememember hearing that long ago they would put a big chain across the opening to the bay to keep unwanted ships out. Nice to hear how kind people have been to you there in your travels. Those simple gestures are remembered for a long time; there's something about the kindness of strangers that is special. A man was trying to help us with directions to a museum in Yerevan and at one point told us to follow him. He gave us a ride in his wife's Mercedes to a place where he could tell us how to easily proceed, and in the process, earned Armenia some more points for being a good place to travel. I continue to enjoy your writings, at times feeling that I'm in the place you describe. Take care.

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