Blog 2007 06 01 Friday 01 June
Kotor
The changeable weather of an area carved by fiords, with soaring mountains plummeting to narrow bays at the mouth of the Adriatic was well evidenced again today. Despite an clear day earlier while showering and having our morning constitutional espresso at the JetSki café on the waterfront in Dobrota, a suburb of Kotor where we were staying.
I frankly preferred it here to the decidedly atmospheric, but touristy ‘Stari Grad’ (Old Town) of medieval Kotor; here we were just one of many people walking, having our morning café and talking, not cashed up tourists whom the touts for restaurants and pizzerias saw as walking dollar (or Euro dollar €) signs. I returned to our apartmenti to begin my irrigation while Bob set off in our hire car, a Fiat Panda with the tiniest turning circle to do some research for our stay.
After a visit to the local markets to buy some bread, tomatoes, and parsley for a simple but delicious lunch, as well as some vegetables for dinner, we drove along the coast around the bay formed by glaciers all those years ago. Just metres off the narrow main road was the village of Perast, distinguished by the two tiny islands off the shore each with churches or monestries on them. One was man made, curiously by villagers throwing rocks in the water on July 22 each year (why – I don’t know) over centuries.
Kotor
The changeable weather of an area carved by fiords, with soaring mountains plummeting to narrow bays at the mouth of the Adriatic was well evidenced again today. Despite an clear day earlier while showering and having our morning constitutional espresso at the JetSki café on the waterfront in Dobrota, a suburb of Kotor where we were staying.
I frankly preferred it here to the decidedly atmospheric, but touristy ‘Stari Grad’ (Old Town) of medieval Kotor; here we were just one of many people walking, having our morning café and talking, not cashed up tourists whom the touts for restaurants and pizzerias saw as walking dollar (or Euro dollar €) signs. I returned to our apartmenti to begin my irrigation while Bob set off in our hire car, a Fiat Panda with the tiniest turning circle to do some research for our stay.
After a visit to the local markets to buy some bread, tomatoes, and parsley for a simple but delicious lunch, as well as some vegetables for dinner, we drove along the coast around the bay formed by glaciers all those years ago. Just metres off the narrow main road was the village of Perast, distinguished by the two tiny islands off the shore each with churches or monestries on them. One was man made, curiously by villagers throwing rocks in the water on July 22 each year (why – I don’t know) over centuries.
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