Me in Perast, Perast in me

I first saw Perast while I was circling around the Boka Bay on my way to Herceg Novi. I saw its harmoniously juxtaposed red roofs with an occasional tower peeking among them, the olive green cypresses and a velvety-blue church rising from the inky shades of the sea. I was instantly drawn in by the … Continue reading Me in Perast, Perast in me