Too often we travel by plane. It is fast, but we miss the transitions that connect one place to another. The ride from Dubrovnik to Montenegro was all about transition. We began in decent weather and passed into storms as we drove through "no mans land" - and area spanning the border between Croatia and Montenegro.
The coast line changes in Montenegro to the largest Mediterranean fjords in the world. The black mountains rise out of the dark emerald waters, and small villages and roads delicately hug the coastline. It is incredible that this is coastline at all. With the storms and lack of open water, it is an easy point to forget.
We hit Perast on our way to Budva, a city on the Montenegro riviera.
Lots of mussel farming goes on in the waters of Montenegro
Perast is a small hamlet on the Med
It was rainy and calm
A great hoops court on the water
The clouds fell out of the sky
2 islands just offshore of Perast - one is natural the other was made by brothers
Montenegro means black mountain, which Montenegro has a bunch of
Clouds smother the fjords
A nice white boat sits in a small harbor
An old Renault
A charming house
It hardly looks Mediterranean, but it is
Kristin all pinked out
Just hanging out