Another beautiful day in a gorgeous location. Kotor is located at the end of an hours sailing through steep gorges dotted with little villages that must surely be accessable only by water. It looked like a fairy tale with princesses and princes and magical beasts.
On the way in I was sound asleep but we were up and ready for adventure in time for disembarkation via tender to this lovely town.
The bus drove us up and up along switchback roads till we reached a look out where we got off the bus to take pictures.
Back on the bus we drove more switchback roads, this time on a two way road no wider than the bus - we had to wait for a car to back up to get out of our way. There was a little village with a small stone from the 1400s. From there we walked down a lane to a tavern with tables laid out with wines, juices, cheese, meats, small donut things with honey. A man poured everyone a smalll glass of grappa, the local firewater. Two men played folk music while we ate and drank. Soon people were clapping and singing along. It was a great time.
After lunch was over (it was actually before 11am), we drove back down to Kotor to do a walking tour of the city. Another European town with narrow cobblestones and charming shops.
After the tour was over we hopped onto the tender and went back to the ship where I promptly fell asleep. I felt like crap all day and couldn’t wait to lie down. This is the worst cold I’ve had in a long time…
I stayed in bed while everyone went for supper - Carm brought me back some rolls.
Sailing away from the land of fairytales.