Chao, Montenegro! (day six)
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On Friday, as you remember (or don't remember), a tour of the canyons was bought. We were all taken away from the same Taboo cafe as on the previous excursion. But only much earlier, around 6 am. Deep in the night.
Besides us, a girl with her son was waiting for the tour bus. A double-decker bus arrived. We went in and I immediately said "Oh! ". Because there were tables! That's it! A woman sat alone at the table. There was no one else in the salon. We were seated at one of the two tables, but someone offered to inspect the second floor. And on the second floor it was even more beautiful! The front four seats, not only with an awesome view, but there were still places where to put something. I quickly scored two places. The girl and her son sat on the second two, and Verka's husband got a ticket in the second row. But he was not very upset, because, soon, a young girl sat down next to him. He even gave her a window seat.
This is what got me lucky, so lucky! This is how much you can shoot on the road!
So get ready. There will be little text, but sooooo many photos.
If only the batteries would last! As usual, I safely forgot the second pair in the room.
Meanwhile, the bus is packed to capacity.
Move.
Pre-dawn Sveti Stefan from the road:
Petrovac:
Skadar Lake:
Well, that's. . . It's hardly worth going here on a separate tour.
We drove through some completely crazy tunnel, more than two kilometers long! Antalya tunnels are resting.
“And the mountains are getting higher, and the mountains are getting steeper…” There were indecently many tunnels.
And also a monstrous bridge. But not the one, not Dzhurdzhevich.
They brought it to a cafe so that we could eat our breakfasts (if we didn’t forget at home). We haven't forgotten. The day before, we bought some cold cuts, bread and boiled eggs.
Alone, we took a picture of the river from the bridge.
The rest either did not hear what the guide was saying, so they did not know about the existence of this bridge (it was around the corner of the cafe), or their breakfast was more hearty than ours.
Let's move on. I take pictures non-stop.
There was Wi-Fi on the bus, and the password was the same as on the bus on the Minimontenegro excursion. Therefore, as a multi-station user, I still managed to send pictures to the "TP" in the "Photoweather" section and to friends on viber.
Photo stop:
We arrived at some monastery. The area is very picturesque.
In one of the churches, St. Nicholas the Wonderworker, photography was allowed. The painting is very bright.
Well, nothing special. Pure tourist place. Entrance fee - two or three euros.
Stop at "point":
Having tried everything that was offered, with an iron will I forced myself and my companions not to buy anything here. Although some people were very eager.
So that the boys would not get too upset, I took out a liter of wine, prudently taken on such a long road. For convenience and safety, I poured it from glass into plastic at home.
An already fascinating journey has become even more exciting.
The next stop is lunch in a very picturesque place:
The choice was meat and fish. The fish is river trout of a particularly tender breed. Meat - a piece of pork stuffed with a piece of prosciutto and cheese. And three potatoes : ))))
Vadik and I took different things and then changed. Chopped tomatoes, cucumbers, cabbage (this is their salad) and a glass of wine or a glass of brandy. And a lot of bread. The bread was not too much. They ate it all, because lunch somehow quickly left.
On the road again. Road, tunnels, mountains, river. So I would go and go. But the wine is over.
Here, finally, the Dzhurdzhevich Bridge:
I thought it was the name of the architect who designed the bridge. But no. It is named after a farmer whose property is located nearby. Just like in that joke. "Muma" Turgenev wrote, and for some reason, a monument was erected to Pushkin.
Here we were waiting for an attraction - a zipline.
I read in a cgistalker story that this happiness costs $10. Interesting, but the toad presses. And then we announced a new price - 20! Well, on! But that's what I thought. Vadik said - take it! Drunk, right? Well, we take it, we take it. Have taken. All three of us. There were about a dozen people in our bus who wanted to. We are not the only fools, it turns out.
The harness was put on us.
We wanted to travel in parallel, but it didn't work out. The boys rolled forward.
Legs were told to keep high for balance. Only they block the view : (
The men filmed the video on their phones, but I was afraid to drop it, so I took a picture with a camera, which is on a string worn on my hand. What is there to photograph? One legs. Well, a couple of pictures of the bridge.
And you can take a picture of the river from the bridge.
Either I was too busy taking pictures, or I'm so brave, but flying over the abyss did not impress me in the least. Adrenaline zero whole, zero tenths. Boys, however, too. I said that I had never spent money at such a speed. Some unfortunate minute (or even less) and fyut! Twenty is gone! Total disappointment!
We were taken back to the bus in a pickup truck.
Let's take a picture of the bridge and from the bridge. Completely free.
But the batteries, after all, sat down. Then all hope was on the phone, which is also not immortal.
We roll on. To the Black Lake.
Here was a decent height and the temperature was appropriate. But it's in the shade. And the sun is very hot. So, the jacket was even superfluous. You need to walk to the lake, about a kilometer or something. On the way, we met a lot of tables with different goodies.
And how is this possible? I asked the seller how he did it? He revealed the secret. Everything turned out to be very simple - you need to pull a bottle onto a twig with a developing fruit. That's how he grows up. And then cut the petiole and pour rakia. I did not buy this miracle. What is there to drink? The whole place is occupied by a pear. I'll try to do it myself in the spring in the country.
But I had my eye on the bottles of wine (blackberry, pomegranate and blueberry). But I will buy on the way back.
From the story of the ubiquitous Andrey, I realized that one hour allotted for a walk on the lake is categorically not enough. Therefore, she rushed forward alone, without waiting for the turtles. Although we were given a full hour and a half.
The lake did not impress me too much, and I had enough time to get an impression of it.
Perhaps, on the other side, where one half of the figure-eight lake passes into the other zero, the views are more breathtaking. I didn't get there. Wandered through the forest.
Met a black squirrel.
See the squirrel? And she is!
Perhaps these are the features of local alcohol? But these are the people who live here.
I bought three bottles of wine at 0.33 for 5 euros.
The poor girl, when she found out, was very upset. She bought at the "point" where we refrained from shopping, a similar wine, but only one bottle for 4 euros. Still, it's logical. In the same place, you need to pay a rollback to the guide, but not here.
The guys were pleasantly surprised by my purchase, which went like children to school as we drove on.
Squirrels are over. Goats have begun.
Then a timber truck was caught ahead. And we crawled in the tail for quite some time, until the solid one ended.
Then there was a technical stop in view of the Ostroh Monastery.
The monastery in the distance in the rock
What the monastery looks like up close, you can see on handicrafts:
We chatted with the girl. Their villa was not far from ours, but they were not as lucky as we were. They did not have any balcony, and the window looked out into the wall of the neighboring house, which is why the room was eternally dark. We chatted so much, sharing our impressions, that I almost missed the sunset.
And he, the further, became more and more incredible!
And I thought that sunsets in Montenegro are a disaster! Eh! We're leaving soon, but we still haven't filmed a decent sunset in Budva!
