We are marooned again, but this time on land. The road between us and town has been closed, indefinitely, as yesterday a loaded truck crashed into the sea taking half the road with it. So our plans for Christmas Eve drinking in Kotor Old Town have turned into veggie sausage rolls, a bottle of wine and Alabama 3 tinnily playing through the XBox.
Feeling slightly homesick and still wish we'd made it back to Blighty this christmas. But that's the way it goes, I guess.