Bus to Budva in a Storm

The walk to the bus station is the worst bit: Clammy and sweaty, then a wait for the bus to finally arrive - almost on time. Saw a very interesting looking man by the supermarket entrance who looked to be. getting some grief from the police in a parked car next to him.
Thank goodness there's somewhere to shelter from the sun, then the rain. All morning it's been promising thunder and lightening. Just before getting on the bus, the angels started. shouting at us from above. When it rains here, it's a week's worth at a time.
Usually it's a fairly interesting view out the window on the way to Budva. Today was a non-event as the humidity and cold rain smeared a mist over the outside of the bus window - couldn't see much at all, but Budva was dry.
Buddha's okay in small doses i.m.h.o. It's much too 'touristy' for my refined tastes. I set off for a walk to the Old Town (the interesting bit) but ran out of time before the return bus back to Tivat. So I had a quick stroll around an open market, again saving myself a fortune by not buying anything.
Back at Tivat bus station, there was the interesting looking man again, sitting on a waste bin outside the supermarket. It looked like he'd not moved at all, so I had a chat with him. What an interesting character he was too. Senal spoke excellent English (and German apparently), had worked in London and had a life story to tell:
If I understood him correctly, he'd had a ruptured intestine that nearly killed him (big scar to show for it). Apparently, the supermarket car park was where he spent most of his time - keeping the area clean and tidy as a voluntary gesture/gift to the people using it.
Unfortunately, I only had my phone with me, so the photos of him are not technically the best.
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