Deferring the problem until later, we began the drive to Cetinje, choosing the slightly longer way so as to avoid the narrow winding road that has quite a reputation for being rather stressful.
Along the way, we stopped at a lookout where we had a panoramic view of the coast The beach in one bay that we could see from the car was completely covered in beach umbrellas (and presumably beach chairs that one would have to pay to sit on) — so different to the Australian beach experience where you just pop your beach shelter up wherever you please!
Two hours later, we arrived in Cetinje, the town situated close to the Lovcen National Park which my research suggested was worth visiting. Many people choose to visit there in a day trip from Kotor, but in planning our itinerary, I wisely thought that it would be too tiring to drive there and back in one day. We located our accommodation, finding a park right out the front of #126. Michael knocked on the door and out came a gorgeous, young, blonde female. Hermann jumped out of the car, and cheekily waved us goodbye as he and Michael followed the young woman around the corner.
The young woman had instructed Hermann to park our car around the corner and to enter the property from the back lane. Our apartment is in a 3-storey building in the back garden — the living area is on level 2, with the bedrooms on the top floor. For the four of us, the rent is about AU$80/night, which is very reasonable. One just needs to take particular care on the outside balcony and stairs, as there are no balustrades — definitely not somewhere to stay with young children! One also has to take care going up and down the internal stairs, as they are designed for your left and right feet to be placed on specific steps.
After settling in, I made a video call to Dad to catch up on his news and give him a guided tour of our apartment.
It was then time to explore the town of Cetinje, the old capital of Montenegro. Despite being up in the mountains, it was still quite hot which may account for the town being very quiet.
I worked on my blog before freshening up to go out for dinner at a restaurant around the corner that had been highly recommended by our young blonde landlady. Gitti and Hermann delighted in ordering 3 different types of fish (a real treat for Austrians whose country is completely surrounded by land).
We went for another stroll through the town, remarking on how many young children were out and about at 9pm, riding bicycles and go-carts/toy cars and playing chasey with each other.
Back at the apartment, we flung open the bedroom windows for a while to let the heat out. Our bed was firmer than the one in Prcanj, but at least we didn’t roll into the middle this time. (As we were leaving the apartment in Prcanj, we noticed that the centre supporting legs under the bed were broken which explains why our sleep was not as comfortable as it should have been!)