After our short explorations of Croatia, we went to visit its neighbor Montenegro, the bus brought us right to the right place.
I was delighted, as in the middle of a modern boring city, there was a large, thick wall on one side of which, a moat with water, and on the other side, a large gate to some mysterious world, unusual for today.
When I entered the gate, I was amazed, I entered a magical labyrinth that radiates unparalleled, medieval charm and beauty.
The main Clock Tower majestically and proudly welcomes guests and indicates the exact time for lunch.☝🏻
Stone houses steeped in history and standing proudly as mute witnesses of the passage of time. Their facades are mostly in warm earth tones, perfectly combined with the mountain surroundings and evoke a feeling of authenticity.
Walking through these streets, you can't help but feel that you are transported to a bygone era, where secrets are whispered.
It was as if I lived in a retro movie, in another world where you forget that there is reality. The orange tiled roofs, mostly sloping and of various shapes, look like dancing flames under the blazing sun. Weather-worn roof tiles preserve stories of torrential rains and fierce winds.
Its warm color perfectly contrasts with stone facades, creating a harmonious visual balance and adding notes of vitality to the urban landscape. The atmosphere of Kotor is permeated with a special calm, as if time has stopped to preserve its essence.
My accommodation on the top floor of an old building was promising. My windows were on three sides and I could even see the courtyard of the house. These houses here are narrow and steep.
When I entered my apartment and saw the panoramic view from the balcony, I almost fell because my head was spinning at the height.
The narrow street below stretched out like a labyrinth and played the role of a hallucinatory spiral for me, so I always drank coffee on the balcony here, sitting down.
I really liked the wooden doors for the windows, it's specific to this region of the countries, it's their culture, and I fell in love with how it looks. Also, I lived in a house that was the farthest from the foot of the mountain, and every morning I looked at the beautiful scenery.
The atmosphere of the city beckoned not to sit at home for a minute and walk, wander, explore and get lost in the stone streets. Of course, it's not every day you get to feel like a Mademoiselle in the Middle Ages, the only thing that stood out to me was a miniskirt instead of a Bavarian dress.
I walked through the colorful squares, allowing myself to be carried away by the music coming from the street musicians who filled the air with enchanting melodies.
The sound of musical notes mixed with the soft romantic light of lanterns, creating a charming and cozy atmosphere.
With one such musician, I got to know personally and even took a selfie, she was extremely talented at conveying legendary melodies with her fragile ribbon.
I couldn't resist trying the spiral ice cream, which was an exclusive here and only sold at one and only place in town. This type of ice cream is made in a natural type of preparation and even seems to be healthy.
I lost this place every time and went around all the streets several times before I got to the right alley. The city stands at the very foot of the mountains, and the green mighty guards that serve as the background of the city are combined with it, an unparalleled landscape.
The architecture of the surrounding buildings deserves special respect. Original stone houses are simply something unique.
Every corner seemed to have its own story to tell. You walk around and are just amazed every time that it was once an ordinary city.
Here, parallel to the old type of houses, but modern shops, this is a very interesting interweaving of the past and the present.
Following the sounds of the music, I came across a beautiful church. Its impressive facade and original appearance were the highlight of the square.
As it turned out, this main cathedral is dedicated to the patron saint of Montenegrin sailors - St.Tryfon. The temple was built in 1166 by the Venetian sculptor Francesco Cabianca, and is a basilica with three naves.
All the numerous cafes that were there offered an ideal place to relax and enjoy the real Montenegrin atmosphere, but the prices in the cafe for a modest writer did not allow much luxury.
As night fell, the streets lit up with a warm golden light. The city acquired a new atmosphere of mystery. The narrow streets seemed to lead to another spooky world.
