So thinking that it would only take five hours to get to Montenegro, we planned on having a nice lunch once we got there. When we realized this wasn’t the case we thought about getting something at the gas station in Trebinje but then we had to leave in a hurry. We ended up eating almost the entire giant piece of Bosnian bread (that 2 days in was a bit hard and stale).
Tired and hungry we continued on with me trying to reconcile our google map with the road signs written in Cyrillic using my lonely planet book (a gps would have been nice at this point). We were doing ok until we got to a juncture and took a right instead of a left. We realized our mistake when we found ourselves at border control to get back into Bosnia.
As it seemed out of the question to turn around quickly at a border control, I decided to ask the nice officer with the gun how to get to Kotor.
Me: [big smile] Um. Kotor?
Offier: [looks at other officers and says something in local language. Everyone laughs]. No No!
Me: [big shrug + big smile + points to map] Kotor?
Officer: No No. [points to direction we came from] Go. [puts arms straight out] Grass. Turn. [makes turning right motion with hands]
Me: Um. Grass?
Officer: Foo!
Me: Fool?
Him: [takes my map and draws something] Foo. Grass! Grass!
Me: [Looks at drawing]
Him: [Makes pumping motion with hands]
Me: Oh… gas! Fuel! At the gas station make a right!
So with the help of the nice officers at border control we finally reached Montenegro.
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