So Neeta and I go away for a few days every few years. We have been to Porto, Portugal, Tel Aviv, Israel and Limnisa in Greece so far. This time it was for my 60th and we had to choose somewhere that we could both fly directly. So I chose Podgorica, Montenegro. Except I did have direct flights and poor old Neeta didn’t. The capital of Montenegro had clearly been wiped out in WW2 and was a feast of Slavic architecture. It made Milton Keynes look like it would win the most beautiful holiday destination. To boot, it was rainy most of the time and cloudy at best. But we had a serious laugh with good meals, wine and cocktails. Neeta seemed happy to play along with my total Barbie obsession and I suggested we get some knock-off Barbie dolls and whilst in Kotor we bought 2 cheap ‘Lucy’ dolls. Neeta wanted them to look very poor and communist eastern block so proceeded to chop all her Barbie’s hair off and we dressed them in the grey equivalent of sackcloth and ashes. It was a chopped up pair of grey tights. And then the photography and videoing began!
We can honestly say that although the weather was truly shocking and the architecture in Podgorica mostly socialistic, we had the best time with laughs and the most wonderful of people. We love you Montenegrins!
