Fjord to Kotor!

The tendency for human beings to regard incredible natural environments as an architectural challenge never ceases to amaze me. Thanks to the tried and true method of fortification involving the construction of settlements in the most ridiculously inaccessible positions possible, the world is dotted with some of the most stunning collisions of natural beauty and human ingenuity.

Kotor is one such example - it lies at the very bottom of southern Europe's biggest fjord, crouched in the shadow of towering cliffs, upon which it's fortifications lie, it's walls seeming to leap up almost vertically from the town to the heights above to form a rough circle, dramatically lit as we approached on that first night.

Having installed ourselves almost guiltily in about the poshest hotel in the town (nothing like a bit of haggling in the off-season), it was out to enjoy our first night and contemplate our next moves over a platter of cevapcici and a few glasses of the local wine (alright, and a few glasses of the local almond-flavoured digestif).

The conclusion: bed, then climb the wall!