I’ve been drawn again and again to the former Yugoslavia for the history, the transformations, the architecture. Tracing a wavy line from the Serbia capital to Podgorica, Montenegro, there were specific highlights crucial to the trip.
I’ve been drawn again and again to the former Yugoslavia for the history, the transformations, the architecture. Tracing a wavy line from the Serbia capital to Podgorica, Montenegro, there were specific highlights crucial to the trip.
Seems like it was uphill all day, intermittent hike a bike way into the mountains, towns receding below. Went to one of the cool Spomeniks and then this old guy came out with a bottle of some kind of wicked alcohol and talked our ears off, we didn’t understand a word of what he said but he was very kindly and hammered and I drank some too.
Into the countryside, we’ll link spomeniks while harassed by sheets of rain that turn the track into mud and leave us shivering wrapped in grey. Unphotographed moments that have now only retrospexistence, which can often be truer.