Another mammoth ship had docked in Kotor overnight. I wonder if the town's inhabitants feel like they've been invaded every time one does although, of course, their livelihood depends on the revenues from the tourists.
This one was to Perast, a small town located only about 30 minutes away. Unfortunately, we had to wait at least that amount of time for the local bus to come and didn’t arrive in Perast until about noon.
It was so different from the walled city of Kotor as Perast had an air of a posh waterfront town, yet the feel of a fishing village. It was as if any cares we may have had in the world left upon arrival in this little piece of heaven on earth.
All the lovely paintings in the church were done by T. Kokolia.
The church's 55m Bell Tower: The clock stopped with the town's last earthquake that occurred in the 1970s.
Luckily, we were rewarded with stunning views once we reached the top.
On the way down the stairs, we actually had to go down backwards in certain spots in order to wriggle through. I wish you could have seen our contortions!
Posted from Skopje, Macedonia on September 22nd, 2016.