Yesterday, the rafting camp waitress convinced me to go rafting, so I took Sunday off. There was also a young couple from Alaska doing the exact same thing. we were combined into two boats with two large Montenegran families who brought rakia / slivovitz to share. This morning, the Alaskans left at 6:00; I don’t know what’s wrong with them. Even though it’s the peak of the heat wave, climbing up to 1,500 meters helps to cool off. The climb was steep and I was drenched, but it is what it is - no matter the temperature. I met a Belgian guy named Walter on the climb and we had a beer at the end of the stage. He started in Trieste and will end in Durrës, Albania to take a Ferry to Ancona, Italy. I’m staying in a tiny house I found on Airbnb. Photo note: I did not see the butterfly photobombing until just now. In the middle of the hot day, the brightness dims down to keep the phone from overheating, so I can’t really make out anything on the screen.