Forever Young: Checking out Montenegro's youngest top flight club (Montenegro Part Two)
A very rainy Milennium Bridge. Montenegro - well, where to even begin? The turbulence as the plane from Krakow landed at Podgorica Airport should have perhaps been a sign of things to come. Or perhaps the rickety lift up to the sixth floor of the apartment building I'd be staying for the next three days. In any case, it was clear to me that even on arrival, keeping this break short was a wise idea. Don't get me wrong, some parts of Podgorica have a certain charm, and I'd certainly be interested in one day visiting the coastal resorts of Montenegro, but I can safely say I've had better trips. Saturday night was the night to adjust after a long day of travel, so the trip began in earnest on the Sunday. The weather was absolutely ungodly, so I tried to time my venture into the city centre to be in between the gargantuan showers to little avail. Some rainy glimpses of the national stadium, and home of Buducnost. I did manage to stop off for some amazing Currywurst (that tr...