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  • Menu from the Kalaja Restaurant in the Old Town

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  • A Three-Legged Adventure to “Superb” Virpazar and Beyond

    The rain finally eased into a steady drizzle as I arrived at the Virpazar train station — drenched despite my so-called waterproof gear. I popped my apartment address into Google Maps, only to discover… it was apparently a boat. Not quite what I’d booked. A quick message to the host, I had new directions and…

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  • Podgorica Photos

    The last two photos are of the old prison ruins right in the heart of Podgorica. These crumbling walls have seen better days — and, it seems, busier nights. The city’s homeless and those struggling with addiction apparently take refuge there after dark, turning the ruins into a rather unconventional hostel. At least they’ve found…

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  • Mushrooms, Misunderstandings, and Montenegro

    Well, I’ve officially traded the cobbled charm of Dubrovnik for Podgorica — the capital of Montenegro — and I have to admit, it’s been a bit of a mixed bag. Two full days in and my lungs are reacquainting themselves with the toxic clouds of cigarette smoke, and let’s just say the smiles aren’t as…

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  • From Centaurs to Chickens: My Next Adventure in Mt Pelion

    I’m off to Greece — to the mythical slopes of Mt Pelion, said to be the homeland of the ancient centaurs! 🐎✨ Nestled between the Aegean Sea and the Pagasetic Gulf, this lush, mountain-meets-sea region is dotted with stone villages, forest trails, and hidden beaches. The hiking is meant to be spectacular, with misty chestnut…

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  • Cruise Ships, Crowds, and Coffee — Dubrovnik Style!

    Today I hit the deck running! Two cruise ships (each carrying around 2,000 eager tourists) sailed off last night, and by 7 a.m. two more had rolled in — which meant one thing: the Old City was about to be buzzing. So, I headed out early to get ahead of the crowds. By 11 a.m.,…

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  • Goodbye Bosnia, Hello Dubrovnik

    Lucky for me, the slightly frazzled bus driver—after a few dramatic taps to his forehead—finally looked at me and said, “You have ticket for your bike?”Quick as a flash, I smiled and said, “No, I pay you direct!” A tiny grin appeared, and he nodded, “Twelve euros.” Deal done! He showed me where to stash…

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