From St Patrick to St Stefan

We, here at Travel 74, have decided to start writing an e-blog. Nothing revolutionary, one would comment, yet an air of excitement was filling our office space and the starting date of our writing adventure was March, 17 – St Patrick's Day. We were invited to a party which was held, yes you are guessing rightly, in an Irish pub. Our friend and client Kieran could not hide his disappointment when we informed him that we had previously scheduled meeting in Montenegro which we could not cancel. We invited Kieran with us but he could not be lured away from a pint of Guinness and the fellow members of Irish community in Dubrovnik.

Journey through Montenegro is always an adventure.Driving a car requires a heavy dose of alertness, the road alongside Riviera is hardly a motorway, more of a country lane. Entering Boka Bay one truly becomes taken by the stunning scenery of Boka Bay. The view of the surrounding mountains makes you feel powerful and it never ceases to amaze you how tall they really are, acting like guardian angels to the quiet waters of the bay.

We stopped at Morinj to have a lunch and what a treat it was. We ate «njeguski steak», and the atmosphere of the al fresco dining was one to remember as this hidden restaurant is an oasis of ducks, peacocks and goes without saying, traditional Montenegrin cuisine is tasty and a real value for money.

The first meeting we had was in Kotor and our business partners always tease us that Kotor is Dubrovnik in small with more character as the streets are indeed more narrow than in Dubrovnik hence cosier to an eye.After finishing our first meeting, we had to leave for Sv. Stefan and the more we go there the more we appreciate this gem of a luxury resort.
Spurred by our adventurous spirits we could not resist to pay an homage to Cetinje.We forgot that we never visited Cetinje in March and boy did we have fun coming down the meandering,narrow road. The fog was setting in and the whole descend to the coast resembled a scene from a horror movie. However, we all agreed that such experience is a one to remember and unique, miles away from the concrete jungle of European cities.

Full of impressions, tired we made our way to Dubrovnik and the moment we saw the Old Town from the distance, our hearts started beating faster.The most beautiful town in the world!!!