Дежа-вю deja vu

It so happened that we got to Montenegro, to Franet's villa in Budva, only for a few days after a holiday in Croatia. The meeting was strange: they took us to the room and warned that everything here is very expensive and God forbid to spoil something. The hosts behaved no less strictly upon departure: at exactly 10.00 a person appeared in the room, took our things downstairs, although we went to the airport at lunchtime and there was no particular crowding in the villa. The villa itself is nothing - a large room, good furniture, TV. The toilet/shower could have been bigger. There is no territory, the balcony rested against some kind of house, so if you wished, you could calmly talk with its inhabitants and, without much desire, “enjoy” the smells coming from their kitchens. Next to the villa is a market, a market, a shop and a cafe with a cigarette name "LM". Far from the sea, 500 meters, but in Budva there is nothing on the coast.
Now about rest. Reminds me of the Crimea, although in the Crimea now, in my opinion, even better. In any case, I have not met children begging on the embankment for alms in Crimea. In Montenegro, I constantly had a feeling of deja vu. Somewhere I have already seen these broken-down buses, these cool jeeps driving along the embankment, these arrogant drivers who do not let pedestrians pass at the crossings, these sellers trying to get as much as possible from vacationers...
positive points. I liked the old town with its narrow, cool streets. Cafe "LM" is also nothing - tasty and relatively inexpensive. Paid beach (entrance 1 euro, two sunbeds and an umbrella 9 euros) to the right of the old town is not bad, but there are a lot of people. Perhaps that's all.

Glad I only got there for a few days.