This is truly a beautiful country with a rugged coast line and wonderful mountains. We flew in on a propeller plane to Podgorica the capital and largest city in the country. We stayed in a rented flat in the center of town. The flat was wonderful – clean, well equipped, good A/C and even had a washer to do our cloths. We walked to the old town and found that it was not a typical European old town, it just was the old rundown part of the city – a little depressing.
City 2 – Budva, or more accurately we stayed on Jaz beach – supposedly a super fantastic beach of the 
Montenegrin coast. We were very much looking forward to our first 5 night stay at any hotel since we got of the cruise in Barcelona in May. Our hotel – advertised as a beach hotel with a restaurant, casino, room service and more. We were stoked for this relaxing 5 day vacation from our vacation.
So let me paint you a picture . . . We check into the room and the carpet – oh the carpet. I am not the doctor of my family, that is my father, but the carpet I’m sure is contagious, someone may get Syphilis or some other Dingy Fever disease from the filthy carpet. Okay, I sometimes can be a little picky on cleanliness so we give them another chance. We go downstairs for dinner and we are told we have to wait because the chef does not come in until 7:00PM – no problem. We play some cards and wait. At 7:00pm a man wearing a stained tank top and smoking a cigarette comes to our table and says “I’m Chef what you want” no menu, no options. We order and the food comes. Apparently cooking chicken all the way through is foreign to this cook as is washing lettuce. We are tired and anyone can have a bad day in the kitchen. So we go
to bed. The next day we walk to the beach. Oh, I mean hike for over a mile on the side of the road with no sidewalk and drivers literally trying to run us down for sport. We pay our ten Euros for a umbrella and two chairs and try to relax. The family beside us had another opinion on what we should do. Yelling, screaming and bouncing their beach ball against our chairs. In one instance of note – the young girl must have told her father that she had to pee. He, being the fantastic parental figure he is, told her something and next thing we know is she is dropping her pants and peeing right next to Missy, like 3-4 inches away. And so ended our relaxing 5 days on the beach.
Checking out and moving hotels was the best thing we could have done. We left Jaz beach and went to the town of Bar.
Montenegro tried but did not knock us out – this is not the end. Bar is fantastic. But more of that next time ….