Can’t say I was upset about leaving that place.
I do have to note, though, that the host was very nice. When I asked about a kettle (yep, I’m
European now), he not only brought me one but also a coffee machine from one of
the other units he rented out. When I
asked about a clothesline, he pointed me to the line used by the family which
was located in their lovely garden area.
That garden was another one covered in trellises and grape
vines. I asked him about harvest time
(sometime in September) and did they eat the grapes, use them for wine, or
what. He said the family ate them. That was surprising to me as there were a lot
of grapes.
At the end of my stay, the host was also gracious enough to
extend my check-out time as there was no one else scheduled in the place. He also called a cab and kept in contact with
the driver as there was a delay in his arrival.
I still couldn’t recommend the place because of the mold and mosquitos,
but I also couldn’t trash the place in a review on the website. I just thanked him for the hospitality and
wished him the best.
After waiting for about an hour for the cab to arrive (at
least I had some shade from the fruit trees and it wasn’t too hot), I was off
to my next home for the week. This time
I actually did make it back to Tivat proper as I wasn’t eager to pay for
another expensive cab ride to get to any other city. Besides, I knew I’d be leaving the country
soon and didn’t want to be too far away from the airport.
The host, like the last couple of places, lived on the property. He was there to greet me and get my back up the three million stairs to my new place. Upon opening the door, he immediately detected and odor. I’d just come from mold central so it took me a minute. He, however, recognized it as coming from the shower. His brother soon came up to fix it followed by another brother (3 brothers in total – I asked) carrying a brand-new clothesline. I was just about to ask for one while brother #1 told me this replaced the one broken by the previous guests. Well, maybe if it wasn’t one of the plastic ones, it would last longer. I prefer the metal ones.
Yep. I’m European now.
Every apartment, in Montenegro in particular, seems to be a trade-off. I wasn’t eaten alive by mosquitos in this place, but at least the old place had an oven and ample counter space. It had a full-size fridge as opposed to a mini-fridge -- I do hate mini-fridges. This place has a decent shower and no smell of mold (the shower was fine after cleaning), but I spent the week wedging myself between the sink and the washing machine just to get to the toilet.
I’m too old for this sh!t.
But again, the location was killer, just a short distance
away from Jadranka’s place and even closer to the shops and harbor. And another thing I’ll note. This was one of the rare places that had
electrical outlets for days. There was
even one outside on the balcony. Nice.
