The bus from Kotor went up hairpin bends on the slopes of Mount Lovćen. Looking back at the Gulf:
Once at the top:
The bus’s first major stop was at Cetinje, the ancient capital of Crna Gora = Montenegro:
Views of Montenegro from the bus:
After Cetinje the bus went to Titograd, the Yugoslav name for what was formerly and is now Podgorica, the capital of Montenegro. This was all after dark, and I have no photos before the next stop, Peć.
I spent all day in Peć, since the bus to Priština left in the evening. In the morning I went (on foot? by taxi?) to the Patriarchate Monastery:
and in the afternoon looked round Peć:
I have one vivid memory from this day. I needed a haircut and went into a barber’s shop, where the only language spoken was Albanian. I achieved the business of getting a good haircut by sign language!
The bus took me to Priština railway station and I took the next train to Skopje. All I recall was a a lengthy and (of course) inconclusive political argument in the corridor with a fervent communist.
My visit was before the disastrous earthquake of 1963. The city does not look at all like this anymore!
Leaving Skopje by bus to Ohrid:
North of Ohrid:
I recall seeing a group of ‘whirling dervishes’, I think in this building:
Down by Lake Ohrid
Sveti Jovan Kaneo:
Churches, cathedral in town:
Sveti Naum is 30 km. south of Ohrid
Close by is a border crossing with Albania. There, I saw a young man in handcuffs, clearly a would-be defector, being frogmarched back into Albania: compare my experience at the Ljubelj pass and border crossing to Yugoslavia, about 10 days earlier, where I had seen a young man in handcuffs, clearly a would-be defector, being frogmarched back into Slovenia. A graphic introduction to differences in Communisms!
Back in Ohrid, I had run out of time — I had only a few days to get to Genova — and also run out of money! I went to the biggest hotel, the Palace, went into the garden restaurant area,
bought a beer and sat and looked and listened.