For Molly and I, what started as a trip to southern France, has transformed into one giant history lesson about Europe’s darkest 32 years. Everywhere on this continent there is death, loss, violence and destruction.
Reading has continued to dominate our trip and during our time in Montenegro and the Balkans we managed to consume quite a variety of books, from Balkan histories and travelogues to various novels picked up at Belgrade’s English bookstores.
If you had told me a year ago that I would see the vast majority of ancient fortresses and fortified cities in the Balkans, I wouldn’t have believed you.
Kotor is one of those places that once you see it, you can’t understand how you’ve never heard of it.
Beginning in April, the beaches went through a transformation befitting of its own Extreme Beach Makeover reality show.
The old town of Bar – called Stari Bari – lies 5 km east from the waterfront of the modern city of Bar, site of Montenegro main shipping port.
With its cobblestone streets and loud motorbikes, Ulcinj felt like a Balkan lovechild between an Italian and Southern CA beach town.
The iconic Sveti Stefan is a small resort islet located along the Budva Riviera. It’s best known for hosting the world’s rich and famous from the 1950s though the 1980s.
Half of the modest sized beach is framed by white stone homes with crawling bougainvillea and blue shutters, inspiring all of the romance and beauty of an untouched Mediterranean village.
Driving in the Balkans is not an easy affair but with a little bit of preparation anyone can do it.