Day 42 - Where are you from? - Tuli, Bosnia & Hercegovina to Stoliv, Montenegro
July 28, 2026 - biked 49 km (31 mi), ferry'd 0.95 km (0.59 mi) - biked 1538 km (956 mi) total
We crossed into Montenegro after a ‘quick’ ascent. We kept climbing after the border crossing until we bombed down and with glee saw the sea once again!
While we were drooling over how gorgeous Kotor bay an older lady in a long boyfriend shirt, buzzed hair and a straw hat asked in an exaggerated American accent, “Where are you from?”
We get this question a lot. We usually say the USA and then if they want more I sometimes say California or Oregon. David usually says Oregon. Everyone has been generally chill with the politics side of things and don’t mention it all. Mostly they are surprised that we came from so far. Mostly people on bikes doing what we do are from Germany, France or at least Europe.
We feel proud to travel such distance to enjoy their land.
Sleepy eyed
Thankfully our laundry dried overnight
10% grade
Still climbing but at least it’s not on rocks
We are in the mountains baby!
Cars slowing down for the border crossing
First country to stamp our passports on this entire trip!
Montenegro!!
We are in our 7th country so far!
Old sign going the other way
Old custom station
We are reunited with the sea!
Gabs is also happy
Lamborghini with an Illinois license plate. Tell me that story.
Fake dolphin
I’m eating stolen goods. I was so hungry and David suggested stopping at this one place with pizza, pastries and drinks. I piled up my plate and tried to pay but realized that nobody was paying. Turns out it’s attached to a hotel like of like a land cruise.
Ferry to cut 28km of heavily tourist traffic around the bay
Passengers and bikes (and penguins) ride free!
Last stretch to campsite
It’s so gorgeous
Stopped to get our favorite salad-shopska.
Our simple campsite for 15€ a night. We saw two other tourists like us- one from Australia and another from Belgium. They had some great travel tips for us and it’s nice to meet others who are doing the same thing as we are.
Worst shower of my whole trip and possibly my whole life. No water pressure, one temperature and hardly any privacy.
Thought this was couscous but it’s millet. Cooks like rice we looked up. Does not taste like couscous sadly.
David took a swim but I just had my ‘shower’
Epic sunset
Cool church through fenced windows
Midnight snack
Sweet treat of Nutella crepe
Bonus photo-David reliving his childhood?