On a positive note, the wifi was good and there was a lovely communal terrace. The studio was located on one of the hills that surround picturesque Kotor which meant a fairly steep climb to and from the studio each time. Fortunately, it was only a 10 or so minute walk into the old town.
The sturdy city walls that were started in the 9th century and tweaked through the 18th century, climbed steeply up the mountain slopes behind the town. They were the same dark gray color so, from a distance, they were barely discernible from the mountains behind.
As we passed through the gate, there was a 15th century stone relief of the Madonna and Child, flanked by St. Tryphon and St. Bernard.
The passageway led us to a largish square called the Square of Arms. Dead ahead was a strange stone pyramid in front of the clock tower which was used as a pillory to shame wayward citizens.
I was able to poke my camera lens through the grille and take these photos of assorted body parts of saints including St. Tryphon. Aren't you glad I did! The early martyr's importance to both the Catholic and Orthodox Churches made him a fitting patron for the city.
Just a stone's throw away across the square is another, but much larger Orthodox church, St. Nicholas Church. It was built in 1909.
It was interesting to find out that icons of the four apostles were just painted in 1998 with the blessing of the Patriarch of Moscow and assistance from members of the Russian Art Academy.
The scent of beeswax candles permeated the church.
We both admired the very detailed bas reliefs on the doors.
Kotor has a proud history as a naval power and that is celebrated in the Maritime Museum which is housed in an early 18th century palace.
The narrow lanes were so appealing that seeing some of them again was still special as we approached them from a different direction.
The many squares in the town center were generally jam packed with mobs of people in tour groups on offshore excursions from their cruise ships.
Fewer tourists make it to the southern end of town so that was our goal. We knew we couldn't get lost as the town is so small but that didn't mean we always knew where we were either, mind you! That's just part of the adventure, though, in our minds.
The steps led to lovely views.
We left the city walls by the South Gate, parts of which date from the 12th century.
The gate's drawbridge over Gurdic Spring:
Having walked through the entire town, we only then realized we were both hungry so, back we walked from the South Gate all the way around outside the walls, and through the North Gate to find a place for dinner.
I had a place in mind that was on one of the squares that I had remembered while walking earlier but, of course, I couldn't quite remember which square it was on! That would have been just too easy.
We got to know the many lanes inside the walls by this point in the day as we had traversed them all at least once and some of them several times! Steven was so 'thrilled' that we discovered a new one though that took us past the Cat Museum. I say thrilled in quotation marks as Steven is allergic to cats! There were cats roaming the streets everywhere, too, so we shouldn't have been surprised when we saw the museum.
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