Fashion Show in Kotor

Arriving in Kotor two days ago, I met a rather strange woman at the bus station who constantly followed me, wanting me to accommodate at her place. She was extremely old and all dressed in black – looking a little bit like my idea of the witch in the Little Red Riding Hood.

Mountains in the morning, Kotor

I didn’t get much of her very fast talk, but after long considerations and her constantly saying Stari Grad, Moda, Stari Grad, I and a Belgian guy chose to go with her.

Kotor street
Kotor street

We came to a small apartment near the cathedral, where she immediately started serving us coffee and once again saying moda moda. I had assumed it meant modern, but her place was far from that. The toilet was in a terrible condition and on the one wall of the living room hang a poster – a coca cola calendar from 1988. Everything seemed like entering a time capsule. As if the place had been untouched for decades. Nice, but definitely not modern. My Belgian roommate and I quickly decided to go out discovering the town, mostly because we needed to get our thoughts together about this very interesting old woman.

Trg od oruzja Kotor
Trg od oruzja Kotor

We went for lunch and got to know each other a little better. He had come to Montenegro to hike in the mountains and to take pictures of the view. After a nice relaxing lunch and some funny talks about our host, we parted, he for the castle hill and me in search of a bookshop in the silly hope that they might have the new Harry Potter book, which I would love to make my travel partner through Albania.

But as I quickly discovered, Kotor is not known for its English language books. My search turned in to a sightseeing, as I pleasantly walked through the streets of this picturesque little town at the end of Southern Europe’s largest fjord.

The church of Sveti Luka
The church of Sveti Luka

I ended up with a coke at the café next to my hosts very centrally placed apartment. I finally got to catch up on my blog while waiting for my new Belgian roommate. It was a nice and sunny day and even though I couldn’t get that important bijela kava due to restrictions on water in the city centre, I fully enjoyed just following the example of the locals and relax in the shade.

Kotor cats
Kotor cats

Meeting up with the Belgian guy, we went to check out what was happening outside the cathedral, where a large podium had been sat up. And finally we understood what our host had been talking about. Moda meant fashion. Ordering a MB Pivo we each got in position to watch as the cathedral square was made into one giant fashion show with the cathedral being lit up in different colours.

Enjoying our beers, I quickly realised what an interesting guy my roommate was. Not only did he take photos of the night sky, he had also started a project some years ago – a small text on a homepage about peace in the world and about what would happen if all the radio stations in the world played at the same time, the same song. He hoped to get every single radio station to play a song by John Lennon, which one I can’t for the life of me remember. Though the idea was a mission impossible, I liked it as a thought experiment. A beautiful idea for peace.

In the meantime, the fashion show was on big time in the background with the cathedral lightening up. Every time I turned my head it had changed colour yet again… pink, green, violet, yellow, blue.

The Cathedral of Saint Tryphon during moda moda
The Cathedral of Saint Tryphon during moda moda

I never imagined that my first and probably last real fashion show would happen in Montenegro, in Kotor, this sleepy little town.

The following day I spent mainly relaxing, sleeping and sitting at the harbour… finally getting to relax as I’d dreamed since Dubrovnik. But aye, no Harry Potter. Perhaps I am lucky in Albania.

Fishing and yachting in the Bay of Kotor
Fishing and yachting in the Bay of Kotor

Zofka

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