[It's a measure of the rough comfort of life on the road that I got excited about big comfy seats in a bar in Montenegro ...]
Mountains and lakes before Titograd with view of Albania in the distance!
THURSDAY 7TH OCTOBER, 1976 - Part Two
"Through Montenegro countryside - big thickly wooded hills, green fields, quite poor looking houses. Again gaping curiosity, but waves too.
Made camp early evening at Ivangrad by the hotel. Lots of children and voices sing out of the dark now and again.
After supper went to hotel bar - fantastic big seats (Paul, Julie, me, Chris, Nikki, Pam, Neva). Went down to disco (band playing mostly Greek type music). Joined by Mark, Rob, Diana, Frances. Other Jugoslavs latched onto our table. Never seen so many males. Charles Bronson looking one asked me to dance (and more besides although he only spoke German!) Other fat man joined in with belly dance. To avoid hassle, went and sat down again and pretended was married to Adrian!
One thought Paul wanted to dance with him when told him to move along! By this time they were getting aggressive - one smashed, accused Frances of stealing his gold chain - (didn't have enough to pay for his drinks). A bit of hassle with people shouting and conferring. Paul threatened him with police. He followed us back, so Fred and Rob took him back to proprietor and with threat of police he left. We all repaired to the bus for a coffee. Long chat with Rob - friendly advice, nice to have someone to trust."
River Moraca gorge, beyond Titograd
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