Making the most of Mostar

My nerves are in shitting shreds. What if I’ve not done my research properly and I’m not allowed in without a visa? What if they decide they don’t like the look of my fucking fugly face? What if I get kicked off the bus and left at the border all alone without my bag andContinue reading “Making the most of Mostar”

Kotor: Captivating, charming, crowded

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”