It was obvious the road we traversed was analogous to Pacific Coast Highway in California driving through Big Sur. It was mountainous, dangerously ridden with hairpin turns and no guardrails.  In Montenegro, inexperienced travelers could almost mistake the scenery for Big Sur with the beautiful blue Adriatic sea hugging the bottoms of the cliffs we not so cautiously traveled.  I asked Darko to slow down because he was driving like speed racer.  He replied not to worry explaining he could drive these roads blindfolded he knew them well.  I thought to myself, better safe than sorry buddy.      It is a good thing I had some prescription Xanax with... read more