Thru’ the Balkans……..Croatia/Montenegro

It was  quite a “flat” ride from Venice into Slovenia and I began to miss the mountains 😦

It was also very hot.  I haven’t mentioned Tiger  lately – he was still doing well, still comfortable and no problems (apart from Ian’s constant “messing about” with the chain!) We weren’t covering great distances in miles but some days were sat for long hours on the bike as we still weren’t using motorways.   Mr Garmin hadn’t got us lost and was proving invaluable, not only for directions but also for finding camp sites, fuel stations and other such points of interest.

We only briefly “touched” Slovenia.  We rode along the coast,but it was so busy that the only place we were able to stop was here


Not the best view in the world!  So it was down into Croatia.

My first thoughts on entering Croatia were “yuck”!


The first 15 minutes was industrialised and high rise buildings, but I soon changed my mind.  The scenery was fantastic and the sea so blue.



Up until now I hadn’t had a problem with food (i’m a very fussy eater) and had been able to understand the menus fairly easily – I sort of thought I might have a problem in Croatia.  Anyway,the country  seemed to be full of pizzerias so that suited me fine 🙂


We found a campsite, right next to the sea and went for a walk about.


and found a bar


I ordered a sandwich – cheese and tomato – and knowing the European penchant for mayonaise specifically said to the waitress “no mayo, ketchup or any other sauce”.  What came can only be described as “road kill lookalike” – a half baguette filled with cheese and possibly half a bottle of tomato ketchup!  The ketchup was everywhere.  I don’t like to complain,  so spent 10 minutes with a pile of serviettes wiping off the ketchup.  Of course, I got told off and when I went to take a photo of my “sandwich” was told “don’t dare show yourself up anymore by taking photos”!  I forced it down 😦

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We didn’t realise how big a country Croatia is and soon realised it was going to take about 3 days to get thru’



There were no shortage of campsites, at very reasonable prices. The Croatian people are very friendly, they don’t all speak very good English but you can generally make youself understood.  We had heard of people being “ripped off” in Croatia but we went with open minds and, though we did get charged for a plate of extra  fries at one place we had no problems.  The roads are very good and the drivers quite courteous.





We ventured into Split – but not for long, too busy, too many cars!


It was in Croatia that I decided I didn’t like camping!  It was too hot in the tent and I couldn’t sleep.  One night, even tho’ it was blowing like a typhoon, and we wondered whether the tent would take off, it was just not blowing into the tent and it felt like a sauna.  I had to keep the door unziped and risk “creatures” coming in!


Ian never had a “sleep” problem tho’


Croatia was probably more expensive than we expected, but all in all we enjoyed it and were looking forward to the other Balkan countries.



One of the “not so good” roads






Montengro is very similair to Croatia – just smaller and cheaper!  We weren’t sure of their currency, so when Ian went to buy some drinks with only Euros in his pocket, we didn’t know if we were going to get any.  He came back with 4 bottles telling me “he had all these and change from 2 euros” and that Montenegro had used the Euro for years. We had decided to stay in a hotel today as I was getting fed up camping!  We only actually passed 2 campsites and these were both on the lake side and looked fab!



We stopped at the town of Budva and found a lovely hotel.


and even treated ourselves to a meal in a resraurant


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End of 2nd week – total miles 2268

Budva is the type of town where you would take a weeks package holiday – full of hotels and shops, and alongside the beach lots of restaurants, bars and market stalls.  It was “nice” but one night was probably enough for us!


The next morning Ian went down with the luggage and I thought he was taking a long time so went to see where he was. I was greeted with “that’s it, we’re not going to Albania”.  He had been talking to a biker who had previously been there and had been fined hundreds of euros at the border and had also been fined by the police numerous times during “spot checks”  He had told Ian we could either  get a ferry from Bar in Montenegro to Igoumenista in Greece or to ride thru Serbia and  Macedonia and into Greece that way.  I didn’t really want to go the Serbia route (this also involved Kosova).   A Romanian guy had overheard and told us we would have no problems in Albania but there was no way he would go thru Serbia???? What to do??  The ferry seemed the best option.  By the way the biker was Serbian!

So, off to Bar then.



We arrived at Bar and found the ferry booking offices


I went in to enquire about ferries to Greece and was told ” no, ony ferries to Italy”!  This was not good – I knew Ian wouldn’t get a ferry to Italy and then another one from Italy to Greece and there was “no way” he was riding thru’ Albania so I had a brainwave!  When I told him about the ferry his reply was “that’ s it then, end of the journey – looks like we’re going to Italy”  So my brainwave was put into operation – I SULKED…….. and also told him he had to phone Linda and tell her we wouldn’t be coming to Turkey………


5 Responses to “Thru’ the Balkans……..Croatia/Montenegro”

  1. Bev:

    I don’t think Ian has a chance with your pouting eyes and sullen look. It’s looking like you are having an adventure of a lifetime. Lots of very nice pictures too. I’ve never been to that part of the world. Thank you for bring us along.

    Lucky thing you both didn’t get run over by the Camper

    bobskoot: wet coast scootin

  2. Bev:

    I forgot to ask Ian how he liked his treat, not he doesn’t have one of his own, but sometimes looking at other candy . . .

    bobskoot: wet coast scootin

  3. Hi Bob,
    No, my sulking never works – think he must be too used to if by now! The threat of Linda tho’ was a different matter….

    Yep, he enjoyed “his treat” – until I gave him a clout!

  4. Bev:

    A CLOUT ! OUCH ! you know that men have no control over these urges. It’s in our genetic programming. (Right, Ian ?) You are so photogenic, who took those pictures of yourself ?

    bobskoot: wet coast scootin

  5. haha – Bob, Ian took the pics of me.

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