Montenegro... so it's taken along time, but here we are in Monte to wrap up our little Balkan Odyssey. 
On route to the coast, still in Bosnia and Herzegovina, shagpile took a liking to this sign. It was a strange place Gacko. After hours of winding mountain roads, we popped out onto this plain, and were greeted by a tremendous reactor. Charming. We didn't stay long in Gacko. It was abit on the nose.

After an epic drive, and a few border posts, we arrived in Budva. Finding accommodation was difficult to say the least. It seemed every young couple, schoolie, and their entourage, was here as well. But they already had a place to sleep. The next day was spent on the rocks, bathing in the beautiful adriatic, and exploring the little streets. A few beers were had too.

This is the old fortified town that dominates the landscape. It's been heavily restored, but still retains most of it's charm. Particularly at this time of day.

The ubiquitous bell towers.

Some interesting contours where the old town meets the new.

After Budva we made our way back around the peninsula to Kotor. An ancient town nestled within the deepest fjord in southern europe. It's a spectacular place, UNESCO listed, a little over touristed, but for good reasons. While we were there it was some annual cheerleading competition... but I swear we didn't plan it that way.

Over the centuries the locals built a fortress on top of the cliffs. They would escape the invaders, and retreat from the old town, up into the fortress. After that they would pelt stuff at the attackers.... who stood no chance, until they left the town alone.

It's an exhausting climb, but the views are nothing short of spectacular.

The fortress blends into the landscape effortlessly.

Half way up the cliffs, you can stop and say a pray.

Here you can just see the agents descending the stairs. Don't ask me why, thats just how they walk down steps.

At dusk the ruins come alive. Strategically placed lights fire up the whole ridge.

Night-time within the city walls. The fortress and a full moon hang overhead.

One of the many arched walkways that snake their way around the old town.

Heres the boat that we chartered to take us fishing. Yeah right. The money rippling around this little town is stupendous. It's high on the agenda of wealthy yachties.

This was quite possibly the most stunning little village in Montenegro. Perast. The 360* views from here are breathtaking. If anyone has a spare half a mill, this would be an ideal place to pick up a villa.
On the whole it was a fabulous trip. The Balkans are a most fascinating place to visit, and it won't break the bank. It was also great to do a little travel with some close amigos. Thanks to Shagga, Woody, and the Blu, for keeping me entertained, and out of mischief. Lets do it again. How about Serbia next time???
1 Comments:
i like the shot of us coming down that mountain like we´re singing in the bloody sound of music or something.. nice photos as always bear.. bringing abck good memories.. i want to make it to serbia.. mostly bc i feel all that serbian language i learnt will go rusty if i don`t put it to practise...
shagga
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