From the moment my driver stopped the car and let me out at the Sea Gate, one of three entrances to its Old Town, I was stupefied by Kotor. And by the time I had been there only a few minutes I had decided that it was possibly the most beguiling city I’d ever beenContinue reading “Kotor: Captivating, charming, crowded”
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Why I’m not afraid to be a tourist
As a long-term part-time traveller and moving in social media circles, albeit on the edge of them, I come across those oh-so-serious types all the time. “Be a traveller, not a tourist,” they declare. “Get off the beaten path”. “Don’t follow the herd”. “Do your own thing”. Blah, blah blah, blah, BLAH. Jesus, they needContinue reading “Why I’m not afraid to be a tourist”
On a bus to Bosnia
So after my Montenegrin Meltdown the other night I’ve been busy putting myself back together.
My love affair is over
Ever been on a trip and spent it wondering what the fuck you were doing? No? Just me then.