This little guy was standing at a motorway junction trying to sell baby rabbits to passing motorists. He tried to sell me one. He didn't appear to see the problem. I gave him a Euro for letting me take his photo. He accepted it, but reluctantly. He seemed offended.

This is a Ukranian guy on holiday with his wife in Montenegro. He stopped me to ask me for directions, which I was actually able to give him. He asked where I was going. His wife insisted on taking a photo of the 'heroic' motorcyclist. At last, I'm somebody's hero.

This is Klinton. I'd stopped at a cafe in Albania to ask directions. Neither of the youngsters spoke English, so they summoned Klinton by phone to come and sort out the crazy English motorcyclist. He arrived a few minutes later in his car. We chatted at the cafe table for fifteen minutes while I drank my tea. He then drove several kilometers to show me the way to the right road. He wouldn't leave me until he was sure I was on my way and going in the right direction.

This is Aco and his wife who put me up, and encouraged me to do some off roading down some roadworks near his home. His father was a professional motorcyclist in the Montenegran team, which, if I recall, was quite famous in its day.

I'm not sure if you can see the fireflies in this. You may need to expand it. I tried to capture them, but the photo doesn't do justice to how magical they actually were.

This is my first view of Albania taken from a mountainside in Montenegro

It's a blisteringly hot day. You are an elderly Montenegran couple. You take the car out into the country and leave it by the side of the road, put on your walking gear and go for a walk. What must you remember to do? Clearly you must leave all the doors and windows open to make sure the car doesn't overheat. Different world!