Жаль, Черногория не стала второю родиной моей... It is a pity that Montenegro did not become my second homeland ...

"One birth is not enough for me -
I would grow from two roots!
It's a pity Montenegro didn't
My second homeland, " Vysotsky wrote about Montenegro. These lines are engraved in two languages ​ ​ on the monument to V. Vysotsky in Podgorica, erected in 2004. Vysotsky loved Montenegro, and she reciprocated...

We, as part of 28 delegates to a scientific conference dedicated to the problems of light (such light) industry, rested in Montenegro for the May holidays of 2010. The Iberostar hotel chain is considered quite good all over the world, so the quality of the hotel itself, service and infrastructure was predictable. Clean, green, well-groomed territory, availability of all necessary infrastructure, quality service, spacious bright rooms. The food was excellent, which did not fail to be reflected in the figure. However, food at the hotel has never been an object of desire for me, so I don’t remember this part of the program very well. The hotel has a swimming pool, the water in it was very cool, so involuntarily I had to participate in water gymnastics in order to somehow warm up. There was also an indoor pool, jacuzzi, sauna and other spas. It was also very noticeable, as other authors have already written, a huge number of European pensioners, whose density per square meter simply went off scale.
However, when you relax in such a wonderful and numerous company, there is simply no time to pay attention to minor flaws. Our group is friendly, proven by a decade of annual trips, from the Crimea to Europe. The people are tuned to the same wave, we do not keep the capricious and dull, so a variety of recreation and impressions is guaranteed. What is worth only a joint shopping, on which a group of, say, 10-15 women got out? And the incomparable pleasure of looking at shopping, where the whole floor runs. And gatherings until 3 am for martinis, when you are surprised to find that the conversation is still reduced to a discussion of new teaching methods. "Comrade scientists, associate professors with candidates"... - again Vysotsky.
The hotel is located in the village. Becici, which is half an hour walk from Budva, where you can walk along the promenade, dine on the marina and drink coffee in the old town. In the old town there are many cafes, shops, souvenir shops where you can wander for hours.
I would like to dwell in more detail on the impressions of the country itself. First of all, I noticed that every nation has its own national traits. For example, while on an internship in Belgium, it seemed to me that all people had elongated horse faces, but Montenegrins I remember with a sleepy expression on their faces and equally lazy movements. It is not for nothing that the ten "commandments" of the Montenegrins say: "A person is born tired and lives to rest, " "If you see people drinking and eating, join. And if you see workers, leave immediately: they must not be disturbed. " As they say, in every joke there is a share of a joke.

Since childhood, I remember stories about the amazing turquoise color of the Adriatic, and this is true. The sea is clean, the beach in Iberostar is beautiful, the sea, however, was very invigorating, 18 degrees, so I personally didn’t swim, because I prefer hotter, but from our company there were people who wanted to take sea baths, however, not without consequences. So, one of the women bathed to such an extent that she was seized, it seems, by sciatica and she could no longer move independently.
As for the cultural program, I remember most of all the trip to the Ostrog Monastery, which is located high in the mountains. The blood froze in the veins when gravel fell from under the wheels of the bus on a serpentine, and the rear wheels treacherously hovered over the abyss on the turns. Once, not fitting into a sharp turn, the bus with a terrible rattle hooked on the fence and hovered almost perpendicular to the abyss. The sensations were indescribable. In a certain place, we were transferred to minibuses driven by some extreme people, and then the trip began to resemble a motorcycle race in the mountains from the movie "Prisoner of the Caucasus". In general, the tour was very fun: the women squealed, the men demanded diapers. In general, the Ostrog Monastery is, of course, a cult place in Montenegro, but I would not dare to go through this exciting path again.
Our group also went to Podgorica, the Bay of Kotor, which is called (I don't know if it's true or not? ) The only fjord in this part of Europe, we also went to Dubrovnik (Croatia). In Dubrovnik, I really liked the old city, which has its own charisma. The city is surrounded by a fortress wall, which you can climb and view it from a bird's eye view. From the ramparts, there are stunning views of the city with tiled roofs, living a life of its own…
Little Montenegro is certainly very beautiful and deserves to be seen. Haze-shrouded mountains, an amazing turquoise sea, the silence of the old town, the island of St. Stephen, the Bay of Kotor, Lake Skadar, mountain roads on the edge of a cliff - all this creates a unique flavor of this country, which has rightfully earned a reputation as one of the most beautiful European countries.