Exploring Kyoto Japan, the Slow Way

man with backpack standing in a gateway to a Kyoto temple

After a quick visit to Osaka and Nara, we spent 5 nights in Kyoto. This city of 1.4 million people is one of the most popular tourist destinations in Japan, so you might think it odd that a couple who loves slow travel and non-touristy places would choose to spend time here. As we’ve discovered through our travels, however, it’s not the destination that determines how you travel, it’s how you approach it.

Let me explain.

Uji River
Taking time to see things not on everyone's Top 10 list, like a walk on Uji River

How to Slow Travel Anywhere

I often use the term “slow travel” in my writing but what does it actually mean? To answer that, I’ll start with a Condé Nast Traveler article from April 2023 in which Sebastian Modak perfectly sums it up:

“Slow travel means tamping down our own built-in, conditioned obsessions with time and allowing the world to move just a little slower so that we can actually notice it.”

Read that sentence again and take time to really think about how travel is often packaged and presented to us. How often do you see a travel itinerary that says “spend the day walking around smelling flowers and taking photos of empty cobblestone streets?” When do you see travel influencers bragging about their recent trip to a city or town where they spent most of their time grocery shopping and visiting local businesses?

Something as mundane as laundry excites us in a foreign land

It happens but you’ll rarely see it unless (like me) you follow those who prefer this form of travel. And let me clarify that slow travelers DO like to visit popular tourist attractions, as you’ll see below once I actually start talking about our Kyoto trip. We’re just more conscientious about what attractions we visit and how/when we visit them.

gate with columns and plum trees in Kyoto
How can you NOT slow down with scenes like this?

“Slow travel is a mindset: you don’t need three weeks of vacation to slow down. A day spent strolling through an unfamiliar neighborhood without a crammed to-do list or exploring a state park with nothing but a route map and a bag of snacks could fall under the umbrella of slow travel. It comes down to how you engage with the world as you move through it.” ~ Sebastian Modak

How to Slow Travel Kyoto in 5 Days

So let’s return to Kyoto. I had a list of places we could explore each day but no set itinerary. Of course this list was full of popular tourist attractions, heavily promoted online and in printed guide books, but most itineraries packed several into one day. Our goal was to visit only 1 per day and to leave the city at least once so we could explore the smaller towns.

I snapped a rare photo at Fushimi Inari Taisha without people

Wander Kyoto Station

I strategically booked our stay at Mitsui Garden Hotel next to Kyoto Station, probably the best decision I made when planning this trip. Their breakfast was excellent and the location made it easy to get anywhere.

Japanese breakfast at Mitsui Garden Hotel Kyoto
Our breakfast at Mitsui Garden Hotel Kyoto

Wandering Japan’s second largest transit station was one of our favorite activities in Kyoto. Everything you could possibly want can probably be found in that 16-floor 238,000 square meter building. The observation floor and staircase that lights up at night is an attraction all by itself! We spent 4 days trying to learn the network system of tunnels and floors and while we certainly improved our navigation skills, we never fully learned the layout. It is its own city. Eric especially loved the Isetan food floors, which were like a Japanese version of Whole Foods on a grander scale.

man with backpack at Kyoto Station Japan
One of many entry points to Kyoto Station

Look for Kyoto Mascots

One of my favorite aspects of Japanese culture is their use of cute cartoon mascots for everything! You’ll see them on marketing materials, as souvenirs and at live events as costumed mascots. There’s a mascot for the water department, local transit and even specific streets! Some museums and businesses have their own mascot. Kyoto has several mascots but my favorite was the ICOCA mascot, Ico the Platypus.

Mascots & manga everywhere, even Kyoto Station

Eat Anpan & Okonomiyaki

Eric discovered a new fondness for anpan, a pastry filled with sweet bean paste. He looked for these every place we visited.

anpan and chicken cutlet sandwich in Kyoto Japan
Chicken cutlet sandwich & matcha anpan, our budget diet in Kyoto

Eric found the small family-run Yamamoto Mambo about two blocks from our hotel that served okonomiyaki, which we were told we had to try while we were here as this is a popular food in the region. It is best described as a Japanese pancake with ingredients of your choosing along with whatever the chef decides to throw in. I’m not exactly sure what went into ours, but I have a suspicion some offal made its way into mine. Regardless, it was delicious and the atmosphere was cozy and friendly.

Eric's okonomiyaki was made with soba noodles

Walk to the top of Fushimi Inari Taisha

We spent our first morning in Kyoto exploring the Fushimi Inari temple, walking the equivalent of 72 floors up Mount Inari. This is one of the most popular attractions in Kyoto, and rightly so with its estimated 10,000 iconic vermilion red torii (gates) that lead worshippers up a steep mountain, passing lush forest and hundreds of hokora (small shrines) and otsuka (stones representing deities).

couple holding hands walking through torii gates at Fushimi Inari
Like I said, iconic

People have been visiting this site for over 1,300 years, believing the deity Inari Okami resides here. The further we climbed, the more I could feel the sacredness of this place, especially when we wandered amidst the small shrines that branch off into the woods.

man walking past shops up to Mt Inari in Kyoto
Refreshments along the way for weary pilgrims as they walk up Mt. Inari

Despite getting there early, it was crowded and I was surprised to see so much commercialism at the temple entrance. This reveals my naivete about Japan, as I discovered throughout our journey that purchasing amulets and ema (wishes/prayers) is an integral part of the Japanese religions and customs. Through my American eyes, it looked like Disney World selling trinkets. I have so much to learn.

crowds walking at Fushimi Inari Temple in Kyoto Japan
This is Fushimi Inari on a weekday in February, can't imagine it during the busy season!

Explore Gion on foot at night

After Fushimi we rested that afternoon, which was wise because by the end of the day we would have walked 8 miles. Wanting at least one experience with someone local, we booked an evening food tour with Pinpoint Traveler. Our tour guide Andres brought us to a small grocery store and pointed out several foods popular in Japan, including a sesame tofu which we would eat later that night at Revolution Books. Eric and I loved Revolution Books, which offers exquisite food in a traditional Japanese standing bar surrounded by books for sale that are all about food.

man eating at standing bar Revolution Books in Gion Kyoto
Revolution Books, our first Japanese standing bar

He then took us through a quick walkthrough of Nishiki Market where we had octopus on a stick, tempura sea eel and stone roasted sweet potato from a tiny food truck. Andres was fantastic, setting a quick pace and filling it with knowledge and space for questions. He encouraged our curiosity and kept us guessing about his origins as he was obviously not originally from Japan. I won’t reveal his home country but I will say that he’s an excellent ambassador for both his homeland and his adopted country.

woman eating octopus on a stick at Nishiki Market Kyoto
Wasn't sure how I felt eating this cute little octopus

We met up with Miguel from New York for the second part of our tour in the Gion and Pontocho neighborhoods. First stop, Yasaka Shrine, which was beautifully lit at night and offered a quiet walk with lantern pathways.

Yasaka Shrine at night in Gion neighborhood of Kyoto Japan
Gate to Yasaka Shrine in Gion is most beautiful at night

We then meandered along canals and quiet streets with shops selling elaborate combs, jewelry and kimonos. Walked the streets of Pontocho, lulled into surrealism by street musicians and playful door decorations.

Pontocho household, who I would assume are fans of The Mouse Who Ate the Moon

We ended the evening at a local sake bar where I had my first sake and sashimi. For someone who is usually in bed by 9:00, we were party animals living it up until 11:00. As I sat on the train back to our hotel, I asked myself why we tend to be more spontaneous and fun-loving while traveling. I have no answer.

Walk the Streets of Sannenzaka & Ninenzaka

Having explored Kyoto’s most popular shrine and geisha districts, we wanted to see what old Kyoto looked like before the modern world crept in. The place to see that is a tiny area around Sannenzaka and Ninenzaka streets.

I loved shopping and walking Sannenzaka, even with the crowds

We braved the public bus system to get there. Despite all our world travels, public buses still intimidate me but in Japan it was easy as long as we had Google Maps. It didn’t matter that the bus driver only announced in Japanese, it was easy to see what the next stop was coming up and hit the button. The trickiest part of the bus was getting to the front, plowing down people in an overcrowded bus to exit. We learned quickly to stay towards the front of the bus.

woman with thumbs up at Kyoto bus station
Ashamed to admit it took me so long to get confident with bus travel

We took the bus to Kiyomizudera temple and wandered the crowded streets of Sannenzaka and Ninenzaka. Normally I would avoid super touristy places like this, but that would be a shame because it’s truly a delightful experience.

I had the most fun watching people that day, as this is one of the areas that people like to dress up in kimonos to take pictures. We saw a color wheel of kimonos, both men and women dressed up, and some costumes were quite elaborate.

storefront for kimono rentals in Kyoto Japan
One of many shops for kimono rentals in the Sannenzaka area

I took a photo of what has to be the prettiest Starbucks. I tried rice balls coated in sticky soy sauce. The taste was good, the texture, not so much.

Entrance to Kyoto's traditional style Starbucks, complete with tatami mat rooms

We marveled at the views from atop Kiyomizudera and the fun art exhibits.

Art installations at Kiyomizudera Temple

Exploring Uji, the Not-So-Hidden Gem

We took the train to Uji, which should be on everyone’s list of best day trips from Kyoto. We went on a Saturday so there was a local market with women selling handmade crafts and produce. The Byodoin Temple was one of our favorites, topped by elaborately carved phoenix and surrounded by a moat.

Byodoin Temple in Uji Japan
Byodoin Temple

The Byodoin Museum housed incredible artifacts and statues, including a 9 foot carved Amida Buddha covered in gold-leaf. I especially loved the exhibit with Buddhas floating on clouds. The other “must see” temple is Ujigami, the oldest original Shinto shrine in Japan.

The views of Uji from both sides of the river are marvelous

Uji is a beautiful town, especially near the river where the homes and landscaped yards look like movie sets from old Japan. A fitting place for the setting of one of Japan’s most famous works of fiction, The Tale of Genji, written by Murasaki Shikibu in the early 11th century. Shikibu featured Uji in her story, which is considered to be the first novel in recorded history.

Murasaki statue in Uji Japan
Statue of Murasaki Shikibu along the Uji River

The food scene in Uji is remarkable, we wanted to stop at every shop! The smell of roasted matcha and baked goods wafted through every street. We went a little crazy in one bakery, buying matcha bean bread, a hazelnut pastry and matcha cream danish. The bread was so delicious, we went back later in the day to buy more but it was sold out.

matcha bread with chocolate from Uji Japan
The matcha bean bread was mildly sweet and absolutely delicious

The shops sold quality goods and we were one of only a few westerners. Most of the tourists here looked Japanese, which added to the feeling of being a part of daily Japanese life.

empty street showing a restaurant in Uji Japan and one woman walking
By late afternoon, the streets of Uji were nearly empty

Uji was the perfect choice for a couple who loves walking, as there is a nice river walk about .7 mi (1.2 km) to a suspension bridge, with turquoise water, ducks and cormorants, and very few people. During our walk to the bridge, we saw our first foragers in Japan, it looked like they were picking some kind of nettle. The couple would stop their car every few feet, run to the grass to pick something then place it in a bag with water.

One of Uji’s most fascinating attractions is their seasonal cormorant fishing, occurring July-September. Their age-old practice of ukai, used since the 700s, uses cormorant birds that are trained to catch fish. The bird swallows the fish and the fisherman massages the fish out of the bird’s gullet. Before you start spouting animal cruelty, read this story by Luke Fater in Atlas Obscura to get a better perspective.

Meet the cormorants of Uji

Walk the Philosopher’s Path in Kyoto

We took the subway to Keage Station, where we began our walk along an old railroad and the Lake Biwa Canal. This little slice of Kyoto may not see as many western tourists but it’s popular with domestic tourists who flock here during cherry blossom season. It’s also popular with architects and engineers who come to marvel at the canal construction and hydroelectric facilities.

Look inside at the bricks in Nejirimanpo Tunnel

Entering through Nejirimanpo Tunnel, which played with our eyes as the brick was laid in a spiral pattern, a path took us to Konchi-in Temple where we paid a small entry fee to enjoy the beautiful Crane and Turtle zen garden. I tried to convince Eric to sit with me and meditate but his feet were itching to walk, so we continued onwards.

We meandered all around the Nanzen-ji temple area, following no particular route, stopping to take photos of anything that caught our eye. There is much here to delight anyone who loves architecture and gardens.

Sanmon Gate, entrance to Nanzen-ji Temple, was built in 1628

Passing Higashiyama High School and another temple area (Eikando), we reached the starting point for the Philosopher’s Path. Just a few steps into our walk, an older gentleman offered to make us tiny boats made from leaves and flowers. Through gestures we understood that we were supposed to drop the offering into the canal. When Eric’s boat landed correctly and happily floated away, this was apparently good luck. When mine landed top-down and sank, bad luck for me.

hands holding a flower boat on Philosopher's Path in Kyoto
See the tiny boat made from grass and flowers?

I wanted so badly to ask the man why he does this and how long he’s been doing it. He doesn’t ask for money, so I assume it brings him joy.

walking path and canal in Kyoto Japan
Near the beginning of Philosopher's Path

The Philosopher’s Path is a scenic stroll along a canal lined with cherry trees and is so named because it was a popular walking route for Japan’s famous philosopher Nishida Kitaro.

Our walk in late February didn’t offer the soft pinks of cherry season or the warm explosion of autumn, but it did provide us with a much preferred solitude (something I believe we shared with Kitaro). We shared the path with only a few local residents walking their dogs.

man walking Philosopher's Path in Kyoto

At the end of the Philosopher’s Path, we returned to Keage Station via a different route. Hungry and in need of caffeine, we stopped at a Doutor coffee shop which had fantastic coffee and sweets! Besides one harried-looking college student, we were the only ones under the age of 70 and received curious, perplexed looks from the elders.

This Doutor was tucked away in a gas station of a quiet neighborhood

Choose a Temple/Shrine for Prayer

Our last stop of the day was Okazaki-jinja, a shrine much beloved for its adorable rabbit statues and its focus on childbirth. We visited for Eric’s mom (whose nickname was Rabbit) and my sister (who has struggled with multiple miscarriages).

Okazaki-jinja shrine in Kyoto Japan
Okazaki-jinja, where women pray for safe childbirth

While I can’t say that praying here will alter the future for our loved ones, I did feel a sense of peace knowing that we were participating in an ancient ritual that transcends religion, time and culture. Watching young couples pull the bell and throw their coins with hopeful looks on their faces was no different than someone kneeling before a lit candle, petitioning for something beyond their control.

man walking behind rabbit statue at Okazaki-jinja in Kyoto Japan
This one's for you Rab, hope you were smiling down at us that day

Speaking of prayer, we’re heading on an ancient pilgrimage along the Kumano Kodo next, so stick around for that adventure! For a more thorough walking guide, see Exploring Kyoto & Beyond: the Ultimate Walking Tour Guide.

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Planning a Trip to Japan’s Kansai Region

woman pulling rope to ring bell at a temple in Nara Japan

“Zen is what remains when words and ideas run out.” ~ Pico Iyer

Preparing for Japan

One of the best choices I made before traveling to Japan was reading Pico Iyer’s A Beginner’s Guide to Japan: Observations and Provocations. His observations as a foreigner, married to a Japanese woman and living in Japan for over 30 years, were the perfect soft introduction to a place that is completely foreign to me. Other than what we’ve seen through movies and the occasional sub-par sushi, Eric and I have had zero exposure to Japanese culture, history or cuisine.

lanterns near Kasuga Taisha shrine in Nara Japan
Lanterns near Kasuga Taisha Shrine in Nara, our introduction to Japanese spirituality

Turns out, arriving in Japan with a Buddhist-like mindset, empty of thoughts and  expectations, is a great way to experience the Land of the Rising Sun. This was one of our most enjoyable travel experiences and I believe it’s because we approached it with a child-like enthusiasm and naivete.

Traveling to Japan

Our trip to Japan this February was a last minute decision, completely out of character for us. Eric and I are planners and international trips are always planned at least 6 months in advance (if not a year). We were originally scheduled to visit Switzerland, but after the death of Eric’s mom, Switzerland didn’t feel right. Knowing both of Eric’s parents were born near Osaka, I made a gut decision and we changed our flights and booked a 6-day Kumano Kodo tour with Oku Japan. I added days to explore Kyoto and Wakayama, feeling confident we could find things to do and navigate on our own. Within a month, we found ourselves on a plane to Japan.

woman at Los Angeles airport with luggage waiting for flight to Japan
My face says "not sure what I've gotten us into but it should be fun!"

If planning a trip to Japan last minute (like us), start with Chris Rowthorn’s Japan Itineraries. Everything you need (lodging, transportation logistics, places to eat) can be found on Rowthorn’s websites. If you have more time for planning and want alternative regions outside of Tokyo/Osaka/Kyoto, look at Travel Japan’s Destinations.

1 Night in Osaka

We arrived at Osaka’s Kansai Airport, fully prepared (or so I thought). I knew to buy an ICOCA card for transportation and had figured out how much we’d need for our trip. We knew what train to take for our Osaka hotel but I was not prepared for our transit cards to lock up. These train virgins didn’t realize you can’t double tap the card when going through a gate. But no worries, the helpful staff at the Japan Rail (JR) office just a few feet away helped us out. We had no issues with trains or buses for the rest of our time in Japan.

children's train in Osaka Japan
Trains were one of the highlights of our travel in Japan

Plan your Japan trip around the transit system, which is EXCELLENT! Book your high-speed trains in advance for long-distance routes but give yourself freedom to alter plans for the rest of the trip (this is where prepaid cards become your best friend). Our ICOCA card worked for all trains and buses in the Kansai region except for a few small routes along the Kumano Kodo. We never used a taxi or rideshare.

Our first night in Osaka is a blur (thank you jet lag) but I do remember opening our hotel window for the first time and getting a glimpse of the city skyline at night. There are no words to describe the mix of awe and trepidation I felt in that moment. We were in a sci-fi movie, in a futuristic city so alien from anything we’ve ever seen. I could hear the theme music to Blade Runner pulsing through my head.

Osaka from our hotel window

First Taste of Japanese Cuisine

We splurged for breakfast that morning at the Hotel Monterey Grasmere. They had a small section of western-style breakfast items but the rest of the room consisted of various stations highlighting Japanese cuisine.

breakfast buffet at Osaka Japan's Hotel Monterey Grasmere
This is only a small section of the Grasmere breakfast buffet

Lemongrass, burdock and lotus root in the salad section. Puff pastries stuffed with octopus. Multiple options for fish. Fluffy tamagoyaki (rolled omelets). Tasty sweets such as mochi, matcha pudding and a theatrical donut station that looked more like art than food (think Dylan’s Candy Bar). Totally worth the splurge, it was the best way to quickly introduce us to Japanese cuisine.

breakfast tray showing Japanese cuisine in Osaka
Of course Eric took detailed notes of everything we ate

Besides the lavish breakfast, the Grasmere housed a thatched roof chapel styled as an authentic replica of All Saints Brockhampton in the Cotswolds. It seemed odd at first but makes perfect sense when you consider Japan’s fascination with fairy tales and foreign cultures.

all saints chapel inside Hotel Monterey Grasmere Osaka Japan

1 Night in Nara

After breakfast we took the train to Nara where I booked a night at the Nara Visitor Center, the best deal in town. Excellent service, perfect location and free activities. We were able to leave our luggage both days while we wandered Nara’s historic residential neighborhoods, its bustling Higashimuki shopping street and the wonders of Nara Park.

pond in Nara Japan
Our view of Nara Park from the Nara Visitor Center

The visitor center didn’t serve breakfast, which would have been nice since most places didn’t open until 10:00 or 11:00. If you want an early start, Aka Tombo Coffee offers a simple breakfast set within walking distance, or you can make a breakfast reservation at Nara Hotel (only available Mon-Fri). If you have a chance to try the local breakfast specialty, chagayu (tea porridge), even better! For lunch and dinner there are plenty of budget-friendly options, from aromatic soba or ramen to steamy pork buns, as well as Nara’s famous Nakatanidou mochi (which we never tried because the lines were too long).

people walking Nara Japan's busy Higashimuki shopping district
Higashimuki Street holds all sorts of delights, from food to artisan crafts & bookshops

We settled for Starbucks since we needed coffee that was quick and available before 10:00, which made me sad because Nara has several excellent cafes.

central gate in Nara Park Japan
Great South Gate in Nara Park

Nara Park

Nara is a popular day tour for people visiting Kyoto or Osaka, but we came here to walk all of Nara Park so I knew we’d need 2 days. Looking back, I should have added a 2nd night because you really need 3 days to properly explore Nara.

Walk to Kasuga Taisha Shrine in Nara

We managed to walk almost every path through Nara Park and visit the Kohfukuji National Treasure Hall, which houses the Ashura statue (famous in Japan) as well as several impressive Kongorikishi wood carvings.

statue guardian at Great South Gate in Nara Japan
One of 2 Kongō Rikishi (guardian kings) at Nandai-mon (Great South Gate) in Nara

Nara was once the capital of Japan, before Kyoto and Tokyo, so there is a rich history here to discover. We felt lucky to see a Shinto Kagura (sacred dance) being performed by who I assume were miko (shrine maidens) at the Himurojinja. All of the shrines were unique but this one was especially fascinating. Dedicated to an ice deity, there were blocks of ice with sheets of blank paper that when placed on the ice revealed your fortune.

Sacred dance being performed at Himuro Jinja Shrine in Nara

Nara was our first exposure to Japanese temples (Buddhist) and shrines (Shinto) and it was the perfect place for such an introduction. At some point all of the original temples were destroyed by fire (that tends to happen when you combine wood buildings with fire ceremonies), but the reconstructions are equally as beautiful and hundreds of years old. My personal favorite was Nigatsu-dō Hall with its stunning location and elaborate woodwork.

Nigatsu-dō shrine in Nara Japan with large paper lanterns
Nigatsu-dō Hall, originally constructed 760-820 and rebuilt in 1669

Aside from the stunning architecture and ancient history, Nara Park was simply a lovely walk and we could happily have spent a week ambling through its ancient forests. There were wide open lawns, secluded ponds surrounded by plum trees and ethereal forest lined with moss covered lanterns.

Nara is also famous for its deer, which roam the town freely. This sounds lovely in theory, but in reality it’s annoying. We ignored the deer but were thoroughly entertained watching people feed them rice crackers which they purchased from street vendors. I should be ashamed of admitting to some fleeting joy at watching them get attacked by the greedy deer, but it was just too funny. I saw one poor woman with a cane running away while deer chased her – I did feel empathy for her.

woman selling rice crackers to feed Nara deer in Japan
Roasted sweet potato vendor in Nara Park

Nara deer are revered as protectors, but I guess they are protectors of the gods, not the humans. One thing that is certainly true, if you bow to the deer, they bow back. I had read this in several blogs but didn’t believe it until I witnessed it with my own eyes.

Deer and plum trees in Nara Park

If you visit Nara on Saturday or Sunday, walk to the Manyo Botanical Garden area before 10:00 to witness the Shika Yose (calling of the deer), when someone gathers deer by playing Beethoven’s 6th Symphony on french horn.

We equally loved walking the neighborhoods of Nara

Keep reading as we Explore Kyoto the Slow Way, including a lovely river town that you won’t find in most pre-packaged tours. Plus, our 6 days walking the Kumano Kodo pilgrimage trail. Serious about planning a trip to Kyoto? Read Exploring Kyoto & Beyond: The Ultimate Walking Tour Guide.

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Making Friends in Bar Montenegro

shadow of three friends hiking in Albania and Montenegro

This is the conclusion of our story about Pushing Past Fear: A Journey through Albania and Montenegro, I hope you’ve enjoyed wandering the Balkans with us.

Our new friend Nikola

We have a new guide today who will be with us for the remainder of our time in Montenegro. Nikola is a tall good looking man in his 20s with an easy going personality. I’m secretly nicknaming him Baywatch because he made the mistake of telling us he’s a lifeguard and, well, he’s easy on the eyes. We climb into his tiny red Citreon and temper our expectations for today because it’s raining and windy. I tell Nikola that we’re here to just enjoy the ride. He smiles and responds that Rade (his boss) told him we were chill and this seems to ease any worries he may have had about trying to please these American tourists.

man in pink shirt at Lady of the Rocks near Perast Montenegro
Our new friend in the pink shirt, Nikola (aka "Baywatch")

Smoked Meats & Crazy Roads

Our first destination is Kod Pera na Bukovicu, an 1881 family run inn and restaurant famous for its smoked meats and homemade beverages. There’s a large tour group of older French tourists and just after we arrive a small group of military men arrive, so it’s busy. Our host Djuro communicates easily with all of his guests in various languages and he is obviously very good at what he does. An assortment of his best smoked meats, along with cheese, bread and rakija keeps us satisfied while we wait for the crowds to depart so we can get a quick tour of his smokehouse.

kod pera na bukovicu inn and smokehouse near Njegusi Montenegro

We enter a small dark room attached to the inn. Large purple flowers are drying on the wall, Djuro says he makes tea with these. There’s a piece of dried meat hanging from the ceiling that is 2 yrs old and he says can be preserved for up to 5 years. The technique he describes hasn’t changed much over the centuries, basically starting with a good product then patiently giving it months to cure and lots of fresh mountain air which he has in abundance up here on the edge of a cliff looking down at Njegusi.

smoked meat, cheese, bread and rakija in Njegusi Montenegro
Njeguši Prosciutto, cheese and rakija (that is NOT water in the glass)

Njegusi is one of the loveliest old villages in Montenegro but unfortunately the weather is awful and there is no point in stopping to walk around. Nikola takes us along the Serpentine Road which connects Njegusi to Kotor, one of the most scenic and dangerous drives in Montenegro. Nikola has already warned us about the hairpin turns and shares the horror stories of what it’s like to drive this route in the summer. Locals avoid it during the summer months for this reason, but we should be ok since it is the off season.

aerial view of Serpentine Road to Kotor Montenegro
Serpentine Road, photo courtesy of Pridannikov from Getty Images

And we would have been, had there not been a wreck at the base of the road. Our first clue that something is wrong is when we pass two large buses that are precariously parked on the edge of the road. Then we’re stuck in a long line of cars, informed by a man who is stopping at vehicles to tell us that there is a wreck ahead and we are waiting for some large vehicles to pass coming from the opposite direction. He is asking everyone to maneuver as close to the edge as possible so they can pass. We understand now why Nikola brought his small car because we are hugging the rock wall and it’s still a close call when the camper vans squeeze past.

Montenegro coastline looking down towards Budva
Views from the Serpentine Road are FANTASTIC!

Once past the serpentine, Nikola is able to relax more and he begins to share his thoughts on the coastal towns which we are now beginning to pass through. Kotor and Budva, with their beautifully preserved old towns and exclusive resorts. He doesn’t have to tell me what my eyes can see and I already know before visiting that these favored coastal towns would not be my choice for a homebase. Eric and I prefer less crowded towns with family-friendly neighborhoods.

Orthodox church in Bar Montenegro
St. Jovan Vladimir, beautiful Serbian Orthodox church in Bar

Making ourselves at home in Bar

We drive past Sutomore where he and Rade grew up. Many Serbians escaping the Balkan conflicts of the 1990s settled here. We arrive in Bar, which will be our home for the next six days. Our apartment is tiny, the size of my college dorm room. I’m not one to complain but I do know it’s not going to be comfortable for this many days so I reach out to Travel Twitch and before I know it we’ve been upgraded to a larger room with a kitchenette and enough space to unpack, relax and unwind.

woman eating soup in a tiny apartment in Bar Montenegro
Our original room in Bar had no place to eat

We’re surrounded by small apartment buildings and residential homes with gardens bursting with fruit. I see pomegranates, kiwi, figs and grapes all from our window.  There is construction all around but it seems to be well designed and will be nice once done. All modern architecture, so while Bar may not be the epicenter for Instagrammers, it is certainly a good place to live.

Modern living and park full of dogs, a few feet from our apartment

We spend our first day walking the promenade of Bar, watching locals and tourists swimming in the sea and somehow sunbathing on the hard rocky beach. This is definitely a beach where you want good water shoes, because it is nearly impossible to walk on, but there are plenty of cafes with comfy seating and beach chairs for rent. There are shady trees throughout the promenade and a woodland park equipped with outdoor gym equipment.

boardwalk with shady trees in bar montenegro
Shade trees all along Bar's promenade

Nikola joins us for an evening walk around town and adds his personal notes and local perspective. We learn about King Nikola as we pass his summer palace and Baywatch Nikola takes us past the boat docks for the best sunset view. I happily snap photos of old boats and we all agree that we like this boat yard because it’s a mix of small simple watercraft along with large fancy yachts and everything in between. A place for everyone. 

The promenade comes alive at night, families with small children are enjoying the delights of roasted corn and carnival games. Children zip past us on electric scooters and toy cars. I even see a toy Bentley, these kids are high rollers! It’s 9:00 on a school night and children are outside on the playground while their parents visit. Just like Albania, these evening walks are my favorite tradition in the Balkans!

Perast & Our Lady of the Rocks

Nikola picks us up for what should be a short scenic drive to Kotor and Perast but ends up being much longer because traffic is insane. We pass through Kotor which is already full of people. In hindsight we should have started there first. But we’re on a mission to see Our Lady of the Rocks in Perast, a man-made island with a beautiful Catholic Church. Just a few feet away on the bay lies the naturally occurring Sveti Đorđe Island (St George), home to a 12th century Benedictine monastery.

two men walking boardwalk in Perast Montenegro
Eric and Nikola strolling waterfront in Perast

Perast is lovely, a little touristy in terms of the shops along the water, but it’s a beautiful boardwalk with gorgeous views of Kotor Bay. It’s easy to find a boat here, there are water taxis and smaller boats for leisure tours around the bay. Nikola has instructions to “look for a woman” which I find hilarious but it’s accurate because sure enough there is one woman taking tickets for a water taxi and hers look like the best options for reaching the island. It’s a quick ride and we don’t spend much time on the island, just enough to wander around and inside the church, to marvel at the intricate artwork. I especially like the silver votive tablets, an art form I’ve never seen before.

It seems people have finally realized the benefits of traveling off season. Parking is a nightmare and it’s Wednesday in late September. Nikola says he’s never seen it like this at this time of year. In Perast we try one parking spot but then realize it’s not the one we want, and I’m glad because I don’t want to give them my money. They charge 2 euro for women to use the toilet while men only pay 1 euro. Sexist thugs. So instead we all use the gender equitable toilets on the island, which doesn’t have running water, so a bathroom attendant pours bottled water over our hands.

Moat around Old Town Kotor

Walking Old Town Kotor

As a UNESCO site, Eric and I are not surprised to see so many people in Old Town Kotor, but I guess Montenegrins are still adjusting to the new normal of so many non-summer tourists. We wait in line for 20 minutes for a parking spot to open. It’s not too many people, however, and we’re able to leisurely wander the narrow alleyways and take photos without crowds. We pay the 8 euros to climb the old 9th century fortress walls, grateful that they have steps because the original path consists of smooth rocks so polished to be dangerously slippery.

woman standing near entrance to Old Kotor Walls pathway
Walking path up the Old Kotor Fortress Walls

Nikola points out to us how well designed this fortress is and why it was so hard for the Italians and other forces to conquer Kotor. Walking up these paths with their strong walls full of gun holes and mini fortresses which would have held soldiers, it’s easy to see why the fortress held.

man peeking through fort in Old Town Kotor

Our original plan is just to walk up to the church, but we continue on and almost reach the top fortress. Heat exhaustion and dehydration prevent me from reaching the top, however. We’ve walked 1300 steps, high enough to have amazing views and I can see the fortress just above me.

view of Old Town Kotor and marina in Montenegro
Worth the sweat for this view of Old Town Kotor

We return to Old Town and part ways with Nikola so that Eric and I can wander around to take photos. We visit with a woman in front of St. Tryphon’s Cathedral where she’s demonstrating the art of Dobrota lace, a form of lacework made from the dull point of a simple sewing needle. It can take up to 5-6 hours to craft 1-6 cm.

seahorse Dobrota lace on display in Old Town Kotor
Dobrota lace dates back to the 12th century, learned from the Venetians

I get suckered into a conversation with a friendly Turkish rug merchant who is originally from Cypress. He shows us his beautiful rugs and they truly are exquisite. Of course I know we’re not going to purchase one and I’m sure this seasoned merchant knows that, but we still go through the age-old dance of negotiations. We end our exploration of Old Town with a much-needed cafe stop.

streets of Old Town Kotor Montenegro
Streets less crowded in late afternoon in Old Town Kotor

The illness that won’t go away

It’s day 4 in Bar and I am feeling defeated this morning. I got dressed and was full of energy, ready to hike up Mt. Vrsuta. I gave myself 3 hours to get ready so that my stomach would have time to calm down, but the violent cramping and chills begin about 30 minutes before we’re scheduled to meet Nikola. Eric is hiking without me. 

The consolation is that at least Eric will get to experience it and take photos for me, but this sucks.

View from our apartment window in Bar

I comfort myself with the knowledge that I’m listening to a teacher play a beautiful little tune on a recorder that sounds like something you’d hear in The Hobbit. There’s a school next door to our apartment, the building is painted yellow and blue which should have been our clue that this is a new temporary school for Ukrainian refugees. It’s a joy to see the interactions between the adults and children throughout the day, to see some normalcy, a reminder that the human spirit is capable of overcoming trauma. It also shuts down my pity party, knowing some digestive discomfort doesn’t compare to the pain these families have experienced.

turkish coffee and pomegranate juice Old Town Bar
BEST Turkish coffee of the trip in Old Town Bar!

Cafe stop at Old Town Bar

Meanwhile, Eric and Nikola explore Old Town Bar and stop for the best Turkish coffee he’s had on the trip. There’s also fresh pomegranate juice and Eric wistfully thinks how much I would enjoy this. Cafes and businesses in Old Town Bar heavily reflect the Ottoman influence. Vendors are selling olive oil, fresh olives and pomegranate juice on the streets. Not far from here, Bar boasts the oldest olive tree in Europe — it’s over 2,000 years old!

Gate entrance to ruins of Old Town Bar

Leaving Old Town Bar, Nikola takes Eric to a hidden waterfall and natural spring. Eric describes the road as “harrowing” with a steep incline and sharp drop-off, which is why they walk the remainder of the road instead of driving it. Nikola describes this little walk as “just a bit uphill, to see the waterfall.” His “just around the corner” is repeated at least four times as they discover new construction has relocated his special shortcut. To Nikola’s credit, it is a lovely hidden gem, well worth the walk.

Leaving the waterfall, they head to the real hike for the day – up Mt. Vrsuta. Google Maps, which Nikola calls “the liar,” gives them some navigation trouble but they eventually find the trailhead. Eric describes this day as “his Montenegro pilgrimage.” He began the day already exhausted from our long journey, so the hike up a steep mountain with loose rock in full sun with bees and hornets the size of hummingbirds is certainly an endurance test for him. They climb 3,450 ft to reach the top, which offers a 360 degree view of the Montenegrin coast and mountains.

Eric's view from atop Mt. Vrsuta

Walking Old Town Budva

No hiking the next day, just sightseeing. We’re heading to Budva, where we wander through cobblestone streets within the walls of Old Town, which is over 2,500 years old.

There are artisans next to the church, a painter, a woman making bracelets and a man playing a clavicimbalum (a Renaissance precursor to the piano).

clavicimbalum player in Budva Montenegro
Alexander Stark plays the clavicimbalum in Old Town Budva

We meander our way back to a cafe on the beach, where we nearly fall asleep over our drinks. Nikola is recovering from a slight hangover from the previous night celebrations when he proposed to his girlfriend.

people sunbathing on beach at Old Town Budva Montenegro
Beach at Old Town Budva

Nikola stops on the return to Bar to show us the tiny church of St. Sava atop a hill overlooking Sveti Stefan, a private island resort. The homes up here are noticeably bigger and more luxurious, and he tells us this is a community of Russians.

View of exclusive island Sveti Stefan from St Sava Church

Later that evening Eric and I walk the promenade and watch the sunset. A pair of teenage girls with their rollerblades have stopped beside us to watch this daily marvel and all along the path we can see people of all ages doing the same. Some intrepid people are walking into the ocean for an evening swim despite how choppy the waves look.

Beautiful sunsets every night in Bar

I’m delighted when we stumble upon a community choir singing a mix of traditional tunes and what sounds like classical sacred hymns. All this as small children zoom past on their motorized scooters and toy cars.

community choir performing on promenade in Bar Montenegro

We spend our last day in Montenegro with Nikola and his new fiancé Ana, who also works for Travel Twitch. Nikola loves sharing everything about his home and culture. My favorite tradition is what he describes as slava. He tells us that each family has a patron saint and they gather each year to celebrate the feast day of that saint. He and Ana’s families share the same patron, St. Petka, protector of women and children. A perfect saint for this couple, especially Nikola who reminds me of my nephew Noah. A fun-loving, gentle soul with a perpetually optimistic spirit who places a high value on family.

man and woman on wooden boat Skadar Lake
Privileged to befriend the newly engaged Ana and Nikola

We’ve been hearing music throughout our trip but Nikola is the first to introduce us to modern Serbian music. Using Ana’s extensive playlist, we listen to Sanja Vucic, the girl pop band Hurricane, and rap by Grse as they drive us to Skadar Lake. We park, walk under a bridge and walk past a dozen stands that look to be a farmers market but on close inspection I realize they’re all boat tours. Sure enough, there are boats everywhere along the canal, in every shape and size. “How on earth do you choose which boat to take,” I ask Nikola and he smiles with smug delight. We walk to the end where someone is waiting for us and next thing I know I’m shaking hands with Stevo Djurovic.

boats on Skadar Lake Montenegro

Mr. Djurovic owns most of the boats here and he’ll be piloting us personally in his beautiful wooden craft with a thatched reed roof. He speaks no English (as far as I know) but is completely at ease letting Nikola translate. He’s been doing this for 36 years and when he’s not giving tours he is part of a team that counts the birds every January. The boat tour is slow and relaxing, especially since we’ve been imbibing Stevo’s homemade wine and rakija, along with priganice and honey.

boat captain on Skadar Lake Montenegro
Stevo Djurovic shares stories, pastries and homemade liquor

We ask about the pelicans and he says there used to be only 4 pelicans left but now there are around 300. Water level fluctuations caused pelican eggs to flood so they built floating islands and this is what saved them from extinction within the park. Fishermen hate the pelicans, however, as they compete for the same food and apparently pelicans are bullies to other birds. Several endangered species live or migrate here, like the black cormorant we see shaking its wings in a bizarre manner. Stevo says this is because it has no endocrine system and can’t regulate its own temperature.

skadar lake lilypads in Montenegro
Skadar Lake is one of the most important bird habitats in Europe

After the boat ride, we return to Bar and Ana drives us above the town for coffee at Ranc Mujica, a beautiful little inn and cafe perched high atop the hills overlooking Bar. Sadly it’s closed but we can see why the drive up here would be worth it. The view is excellent and there are cozy swings, a friendly pony and some rabbits. We drive back to Bar seeking a sea-side cafe, but Eric isn’t feeling well so we part ways. It’s hard to say goodbye to Nikola, he feels like a younger brother and he treats us like family. It’s humbling how open-hearted everyone has been throughout this journey, but Nikola especially has the gift. He is completely open with his emotions and is refreshingly candid. He and Ana make a beautifully balanced couple and we feel privileged to have witnessed this momentous time in their lives.

Fun loving Ana and her new pony friend

Eric wakes up with a sore throat the morning we return to Albania. Thankfully it is a quiet ride, our driver Marko doesn’t speak English. His girlfriend Ivanka does but she’s not into making conversation. It’s a pretty countryside route, with farms and orchards of pomegranate trees overflowing with fruit. People are selling fresh produce along the road. 

countryside in northern Albania
Gazing out at the beautiful Albanian countryside

All is well until we reach the border. Something isn’t right because the guards aren’t handing back our passports and Marko is arguing (respectfully) with them. Apparently Marko is supposed to have a “piece of paper” that costs 20 euros. Border control tells him he can get the paper at a restaurant just a few feet away. We park at the restaurant and sit while Marko and his 8-month pregnant girlfriend wander around from building to building trying to find where they can purchase this elusive document.

Next thing we know Marko hops in the car, no Ivanka in sight, speeds past the cars in line at border control and runs out of the car to retrieve our passports. We never see a paper in his hand so we still have no idea what happened, other than Ivanka’s direct quote “Albanians always want their money.” Passports safely returned, we pick up Ivanka who has been waiting at the border insurance office. Eric is not looking well and he falls asleep. I zen out, gazing at the mountains but not really seeing them. Focusing one step at a time. Get to hotel. Hope for the best. Everything else is beyond my control.

travel mural in Shkoder Albania
This mural in Shkoder Albania sums up why Eric and I travel

The morning we’re supposed to fly to Milan for a week on the Italian lakes, it’s obvious that Eric is not well enough to fly. I’ve already canceled the flight and Italy accommodations when I go down to reception to ask for 2 more nights, thinking that buys us time for him to recover and for us to change our flights. When the receptionist tells me they’re fully booked I almost start crying. She must sense it because she looks panicked. I tell her about Eric and plead for any room, just please don’t make me move him to another hotel. She tells me she will do what she can and let me know if a room becomes available. And that’s it, once again there is nothing I can do but hope for the best.

seafood dinner at ARK Best Western hotel Tirana Albania
It's a shame Eric is too sick to appreciate the delicious food at Ark Hotel in Tirana

I text Eric, giving him as much warning as I can that he may want to get up and take a shower and be ready to move to a different hotel. I then go to breakfast, find my zen once again while sipping coffee, finding joy in my first American style drip coffee I have had since leaving home and it is a much appreciated comfort at this point. I sneak some breakfast food up to Eric and we look up hotels nearby and begin looking at flights. We have to get to Frankfurt, that’s where our long haul flight back to Houston departs. We decide it’s best if we can get to Frankfurt as soon as possible so we’ll book a flight from Tirana tomorrow. Two hours later, I make my way back to reception and ask if we can have just one night. Some discussion and clicking ensues and they find a room. They have one that hasn’t been used in awhile due to some minor repair issues but at least Eric won’t have to move far. I am grateful beyond measure! The rest of the day is spent changing flights and booking a hotel near the Frankfurt airport.

room service meal at hotel in Tirana Albania
Thanking our lucky stars for room service!

We spend a night at the Hilton connected to Frankfurt Airport, a splurge for us but well worth our mental and physical health at this point. Eric is still sick but at least he now has enough energy to get out of bed. I unfortunately wake up with a sore throat the morning of our flight home. At the Lufthansa gate, our flight is delayed by an hour because they’ve overbooked and no one wants to volunteer to give up their seats. We hit bad turbulence again on the flight and when we arrive in Houston the line for customs is the longest we’ve ever seen at this airport.

feet and luggage on bed in Hilton Frankfurt Hotel
Grateful for some luxury at Hilton Frankfurt Hotel

By the time we reach our car, I can barely hold up my head which is now stuffed with congestion and an inflamed throat. Eric doesn’t look much better. It’s another hour drive to his parents’ house, where we crash for the night before making our way home to Louisiana the following day. On top of what I’m fairly certain is COVID, the stomach issues that have plagued me since drinking that milk two weeks prior have not gone away. I spend two days on a liquid diet, followed by an aggressive cleansing regimen prescribed by my doctor that purges my body of everything! It takes a full week at home for Eric and I to recover.

sunset on Calcasieu bridge in Louisiana
Sunset over the bridge to reach home has never looked so beautiful

As I look back on this journey from the comfort of my home, it’s obvious to me that my subconscious knew this trip would be challenging. Had I succumbed to that fear, we would have missed a month’s worth of memories, new friends and experiences (both good and bad). The discomforts of being physically ill throughout the trip and pushing us outside our comfort zones allowed Eric and I to grow in wisdom, confidence and self-awareness. That is the very definition of transformational travel.

Does this mean I’m ready to jump back on a plane right away? Hell no! I need at least a month with my familiar foods, a car and the warm embrace of family.

Leaving a piece of my heart in Montenegro

Before I close the chapter on our journey through Albania and Montenegro, I must convey how incredibly grateful I am for the beautifully-crafted itinerary and support that Rade Bogavac and his team at Travel Twitch DMC provided. It’s unfortunate that illness prevented us from participating in everything they planned for us, but if I ever get sick again while traveling I hope we are as well cared for as we were by the Travel Twitch family. Without them, we would have never experienced the true heart and soul of the Balkans.

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