On the west nothing new

It took a long time to get out of the capital because of the marathon and the closed streets. I drove through the city for over an hour and eventually got a police escort. So the day is short in winter, I reached Njeguši, regained my composure a bit and returned.
The journey began with a winding ascent, the road climbing steadily into the embrace of lush hills and verdant landscapes. As the vehicle navigated the ascending path, the air became crisper, and panoramic views unfolded with each elevation gained.

The sense of accomplishment and the sheer beauty of the elevated vantage point inspired a moment of reflection before descending into the valley toward the local city afterwards. Entering a charming café in Cetinje, the air was infused with the warm fragrance of coffee and the sweet allure of freshly baked cakes. The journey, from ascending hills to descending into a bustling city and relishing local treats, became a symphony of experiences.