Seven days down, six to go...

Halfway through our trip and Simon and I are feeling very out of it - this is, apparently, the longest he has gone without checking his email - ever. We are staying in an apartment on Kotor bay, with beautiful views over the fjord and a nice interior. Unfortunately beneath our balcony, the alleged 'quiet road' is in fact a busy thoroughfare, with continual trucks, cars and motorbikes trying to squeeze through its narrowness. Instead of putting up with the traffic, we've braved the lethal local drivers and total lack of road markings and headed off to the beach most days - the weather god has been smiling on us thus far and we're both turning a pleasing shade of bronze. Today, however, we've come sightseeing in Kotor Old Town itself and dragged ourselves up the fortress walls - 1350 steps that separated the tourist wheat from the chaff. Now back to the apartment for more competitive reading as Simon hourly updates me on how many pages he's covered of Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell. I'm gripped by The Blind Assassin - but would love a ten minute flick through a UK newspaper... Can't even find The Daily Mail. Pah.