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.
Przno feels like a completely different world as it’s situated on a beautiful beach on the Adriatic. The extreme differences in landscape between Przno and the Bay of Kotor is indicative of Montenegro on a whole which continues to surprise and excite us with its many extremes.
If you, like me, didn’t even know Montenegro was a country (don’t beat yourself up, it’s actually one of the newest countries in the world) you might appreciate a quick primer.
In Belgrade we boarded a large plane that was unmarked – completely without logos or signage except for a small Serbian flag and tiny Cyrillic script near the tail. Luckily, when you hate flying like I do, an unmarked plane doesn’t really add to the fear of flying, it just validates it.