Being in Podgorica was the first time I had been to a capital city that I had never heard of before. I managed to time my arrival for Serbian Christmas, which obeys the Julian Calender and thus is about 13 days behind the Gregorian calender. So what this meant was that getting out of Podgorica was going to be difficult for a few days. This turned out to be no problem at all however, as on going out for dinner with a French couple I had met at the hostel, I met some really cool locals that I spent the next couple of days with, in and around their Christmas obligations.
We met in a student bar, where the beers were one euro and of reasonable quailty. Something that after living in Paris for 4 months, rather appealed to me. I returned there for the next two nights I was there and in between times was shown around Cetinje, a beautiful little city about 30km from Podgorica. Cetinje is the Old Royal Capital of Montenegro and as such has a very interesting history and is architectually more interesting than Podgorica, which was a good thing as I happened to be
being showed around by three Montenegrin architects. It was a fantastic experience and gave me an introduction to another country's history that will take me a good few books at somepoint in the future to get a decent handle on.
Podgorica is well situated under (pod) a hill (gorica), with a few rivers running through it, I managed to get a 2hr run in while there which gave me a fairly good grasp of the city. I also sampled some local Serbian food and again talked to locals about the politics and hardships of modern day life in this part of the world. Aside from the sobering reality and the shame I felt it was also the first time I realised how close some people in Serbian parts of ex-Yugoslavia feel to Russia and its culture.
That was about it for black mountain...
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