Two Sore Thumbs
Trip Start Aug 14, 2010
30Trip End Sep 12, 2010
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Stari Grad is very compact and relatively devoid of sights, but it's one of those places you could spend just a few minutes or several hours, depending on your mood. For me today, it was the latter - as I said, a lazy, lazy day along the Adriatic. I really didn't want to leave that beautiful little seaside cafe, but I had more important things to do - such as taming a growling stomach! Cafe Picasso was the choice for lunch, and was selected more for the location than the menu - a cute little covered terrace, on overlooking an even cuter little Montenegrin square.
Budva's beaches and boardwalk are incredibly cheesy, plastic, tacky, touristy, and over the top - not usually the type of place I would like, but so far I am loving it!!! I've become Euro Trash! Lately I've been feeling like I've been out of my head, and perhaps the way to get back into my head is to see places and do things I wouldn't normally do. Perhaps that's why it's been so good for me here in Montenegro, so far. Does that make any sense?
Funny - new guy at the hostel named Chami - Sri Lankan, but born in Zambia, raised in New Zealand, worked in Brisbane and most recently, worked in London. Anyway - we headed back to Stari Grad in the evening for a bite to eat and a drink and while walking, he said to me "You know ... I don't think they get a lot of my kind here. People keep staring at me."
I almost burst out laughing, telling him that just minutes before he said that, I was thinking that he probably got more unwanted attention than me! Apparently, some girl even approached him in the street and asked if she could take a picture with him. Personally, I would actually welcome that experience, if it was one of the lovely Montenegrin females, or one of the equally lovely female tourists from Russia, Ukraine, Belarus, and Serbia that frequent this town. In that case, take all the photos you like! Even Boudoir-style, if you must!
Dinner was at Konoba Stari Grad, a cafe with a lovely terrace right on Stari Grad beach, immediately next to the cafe where I had a cappuccino earlier this morning. The moonlight, a gentle sea breeze, waves gently lapping at the shore ... it seemed an oddly romantic spot to have dinner with my newly-found Asian-sideshow oddity brother, who is even more unusual than I am in this part of the world. We stick out like two sore thumbs, and probably attract twice the attention that either of us would individually.
After strolling around Stari Grad, we decided to grab a drink at one of the bars facing the harbour, since a few of those had live music. After briefly witnessing a sax player blow the roof off one place last night (well, since it's an open air bar that wasn't possible, but if there was a roof it definitely would've been blown to pieces), I was excited to catch him tonight. The sounds of sweet, sweet sax were getting louder and louder as we approached but as we grabbed a seat, the sax player was nowhere to be found - tonight, it was only pre-recorded music :( No matter, a little top 40 to round out the night was still alright.