My residence in Tivat, Montenegro was most likely the worst place I stayed in all of Europe. Surprisingly although, this had nothing to do with town of Tivat or the residence constructing itself. The principle downside with the place was that the Web infrequently labored… and for somebody life myself who depends on the Web to make a residing, not having a very good Web connection makes for a depressing time.
I spent a month-and-a-half residing in Tivat, Montenegro through the summer time of 2009 and I whereas Montenegro slowly grew on me, I used to be glad to say goodbye to the poorly related residence constructing I used to be staying in.
The photographs beneath present my short-term house in Tivat, Montenegro. Right here I’m (beneath) standing within the driveway of the residence constructing through which I used to be staying. As you may see, it had only recently rained. It rained loads once I was in Montenegro. It was additionally extraordinarily sizzling the complete time I used to be there.
When the Web went out (which appeared to occur about two occasions per day) I’d must name the proprietor of the residence constructing (or his son, who spoke higher English and was about my identical age) and ask him to return over and reset the router. The router was positioned in a locked room within the basement space of the residence, so every time the router shut off the proprietor must come again over and reset it. Generally, when resetting the router didn’t work, the proprietor of the residence constructing must name the Web firm they usually’d do one thing on there finish earlier than the Web would flip again on once more.
Throughout my keep in Montenegro, the Web actually went out tons of of occasions… and I made an astronomical variety of calls to the residence proprietor and his son to complain concerning the state of affairs. I do know they should have hated me for calling them so usually, however I wanted to work and with out the Web I couldn’t do a factor. It was a extremely irritating state of affairs – each for myself and for the person who owned the residence constructing.
That is the hallway contained in the residence constructing. The constructing was three tales tall, with one stage beneath floor and two ranges above floor. My residence was positioned on the primary flooring, in the course of the constructing, with no view in any way. The door on the left facet of this photograph was the place I entered into my residence. The door on the fitting was the place the grandmother of the residence proprietor was residing. She was slightly previous girl who didn’t communicate a phrase of English and infrequently went anyplace. Each time I’d return to the residence she was sitting in a chair simply outdoors the residence constructing. I’d wave at her and she or he’d say one thing to me in Serbian (which I pretended to grasp), after which I’d retreat into my residence.
This was the principle residing space. There was approach an excessive amount of furnishings in there for such a small house, and similar to my residence in Croatia, the tv didn’t really work. There was Web nevertheless, however the twine that got here out of the wall was solely about 4 toes lengthy, so with the intention to use the Web I needed to prop my laptop up in opposition to the tv stand and work from there. It was not a cushty work atmosphere to say the least.
Identical to a lot of the residences I rented in Europe, my pad in Montenegro had a kitchenette the place I used to be capable of retailer and cook dinner my meals. There was just one tiny cooking pot, nevertheless, and its deal with was fully damaged off. The pot was so small I might barely cook dinner a single meal for myself within it. I ate loads of pasta, chocolate, yogurt and juice whereas residing in Montenegro. The bread in Montenegro is the worst I’ve ever had in my complete life. In truth, after leaving Montenegro I didn’t eat bread for no less than six months as a result of the sheer considered consuming bread once more made me wish to vomit.
One of the best half concerning the residence in Montenegro was the lavatory and bed room. Each had been extraordinarily good.
As a result of it was so sizzling more often than not that I used to be in Montenegro, I stored the curtains within the bed room closed in order to maintain in darkish and funky contained in the residence.
The opposite annoying factor about my residence in Montenegro was that when every week a cleansing woman would come to the residence within the early morning hours (once I was nonetheless asleep) and wake me up. I’d then stroll to the seaside with my pajamas nonetheless on, spend about an hour there studying a e-book or writing in my journal, after which come again to the residence and go to sleep for a short time longer. I hated it when the cleansing woman got here. Not solely did she not want to return that always (as a result of I used to be conserving the place clear myself), however she definitely didn’t have to return so early within the morning. As a result of I used to be there for a month-and-a-half, the cleansing woman got here no less than six occasions, and towards the tip of my keep in Montenegro I actually started to dread the times when the cleansing woman got here to wake me from my slumber.