I suddenly realised I wouldn’t be needing any Kuna any more, as another border approached. I needed my fringe cutting, so I stopped at an empty hairdresser’s who did an admirable job in double quick time. She didn’t want any money at all, so I threw all my odd change at her. Slow cycling. Still coughing.
I got a stamp in my pristine passport, crossing into Montenegro. Some German and Polish motorcyclists took my obligatory picture by the noticeboard. It was a lovely downhill ride from there – and then the spectacular views of the steep cliffs of most southerly fjord in Europe – towards Kotor. I crossed by short ferry hop to the other side instead of working my way all around the base of the inlet and quickly found another small and cheap campsite right beside the sea in Stoliv– perfect for another look at the aquarium.
I got a stamp in my pristine passport, crossing into Montenegro. Some German and Polish motorcyclists took my obligatory picture by the noticeboard. It was a lovely downhill ride from there – and then the spectacular views of the steep cliffs of most southerly fjord in Europe – towards Kotor. I crossed by short ferry hop to the other side instead of working my way all around the base of the inlet and quickly found another small and cheap campsite right beside the sea in Stoliv– perfect for another look at the aquarium.
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