Kotor in Montenegro was to be our next destination but as we approached at about 7.30am on Saturday May 14th,
the skies were almost black in one direction and the forecast was for rain. Our ship moored away from Kotor itself, so guests were to be taken across the bay in what looked
like semi-open ferry boats. I didn’t like the look of the weather or the means of transport.
We took our usual lot of photos from the ship, noting the incredibly steep and rocky mountains immediately behind clusters of buildings close to the shore and decided to stay on board.
After a leisurely breakfast we tried to catch up on emails but, being just that short distance from land, and with those huge mountains blocking reception, the very expensive WIFI was useless. A time then, to work on our photos and do the laundry. It’s a pity I didn’t take a photo of the bathroom. There was a pull-out line across the bath, long enough for undies, socks and one pair of trousers. We then covered every towel rail and hung coat hangers from every possible hook, tap and anything else that would hold the weight of wet clothes. The poor fellow who cleaned the cabin had no chance that day. Drying clothes on the balcony was not allowed but even if it had been, it rained all day.
Later that day I took more photos during a break in the rain. We were intrigued by the structure that seemed to head to nowhere, part way up the mountain and only later discovered that it was part of the old city wall.
Seeing others returning later that afternoon, we were pleased with our decision to skip the city tour.
The next day was spent at sea. We’d booked a massage each and again, spent much of the day working on our photos.