Today was a day trip to Montenegro. Cultural Moment: Montenegro is a small country on the Adriatic Sea. The name comes from a mountain covered with foliage so dense it makes the mountain appear to be black. Montenegro means Black Mountain. (Full disclosure, the group wasn’t sure which mountain it was. Joyce also concurred that there were no black mountains that she could see. Maybe at night?)
The trip began with the thought to eat breakfast on the road but once again the group was behind buses at the border. After crossing the border, they headed toward the sea to find a restaurant . (You know the feeling when you are not a zombie but everyone else is and they start slowly walking towards you. Yes, that kind of feeling is what they got.) They quickly jumped back in the car and decided to go back to the main road.
They stumbled on a breakfast deal of 5 Euro per person. Larry found a sausage that could not be cut. He finally got one end off and figured out how to squeeze out the meat like a tube of toothpaste. Check for Larry on innovation. (The readers should have the full eating experience).
Next was a beautiful drive around the Bay of Kotar. They circled the bay until they got in a traffic jam for school pickup in the old city As best that can be determined if one has a child at school, you park your car and get out to get your child. It doesn’t matter where you park or if you block a bus or an entire street. The school child seems to be a free parking ticket. Many stink eyes were thrown in the Old City.
Cats are also rampant. Sunning themselves, stalking people. (Parker, Debbie is still true to you).
There is a walk available up the old wall but the group decided against the walk. They made the main square, ate, and found a cemetery.
They took the ferry back across the Bay of Kotar. It was judged a successful day as Debbie and Larry could now say that they had been to Montenegro (Debbie can now spell it correctly 30% of the time and Larry is not sure that he has been there. Try saying it 3 times really fast . Not so easy, huh?)
That night the four celebrated Charlie’s birthday by eating at the Taj Mahal. Nope, not Indian food but Bosnian food. (No one knows why the name). Charlie said that is was mood food for the next day. Guess where they are going tomorrow?
5 Euro breakfast. Yeah buddy. 
Toothpaste sausage 
My name is Larry Eng and I will swim the Adriatic Sea 
Does that mountain look black to you? 
A church in Montenegro 
Parker, Debbie will be mine. 
We have done the Dubrovnik wall. so why do this one? 
Montenegro Jewish cemetery 
Taj Mahal does their part to save energy 
Some Bosnia dish Charlie really got excited about. It is the sausages
Hearing about the toothpaste sausage was almost too much for me. I may have to find a new blog.
A reporter has to tell the hard truths. Plus it wasn’t easy to hang with the boys and their eating habits.
You confused me by mentioning Joyce… was she there in Montenegro?
Joyce went independently and was used as an outside consultant
I had to read it a couple times too! I didn’t figure it out until I read the next day one.
Glad that you are a continual reader. I could tell you that these are deliberate clues written than way but you would know I was not being truthful.