Still travelling through The Balkans in my head. Want to take you with me. Starting in Croatia, Hvar.Our kitchen, put up in the corner of an abandoned house foundation.Glorious death in our food bag. I think he looks French. Deep water soloing. Glorious. Climb until you freak out and then jump down in the crystal clear water. Nigel had like. No. Limits.Crazy rocks everywhere. Some love and care.After a few days we set off to Split and fell asleep in a park.Then explored this pretty old Roman-empire town.Back in Montenegro and extremely tired.Camped in the bend on a deserted road, with the world below us.