Today we left the gorgeous Kotor to head onwards to Albania...
We set off early, saying goodbye to our hostel room view with Turkish coffee with the hostel employees, before leading the old town.
We caught a bus and settled in for a morning’s journey. Fortunately including a mid-point stop at a petrol station where we snacked on canned coffee, pizza crisps and a kit-kat style chocolate bar...not our healthiest breakfast!
Not long after we crossed the boarder into Albania - the country felt almost instantly different. It’s a poorer country with more run-down buildings and cars.
Whilst heading towards Tirana, the capital city, we were on the lookout for ‘blood towers’ and bunkers…a strange ‘I spy’ I grant you!
Bunkers (bunkerët), on the other hand, litter the countryside. From 1967, Albania’s communist ruler Enver Hoxha had over 700,000 bunkers built in the country (the equivalent to 1 for every 4 people). He taught the people that they had to be "vigilant for the enemy within and without" and, from 12 years old, Albanians were trained to be stationed in their nearest bunker to repel invaders. At least twice a month there would be armed bunker duty for up to three days. This massive construction was a drain on the country and are now mostly derelict and abandoned.
|Another country, another currency...|
There are lots of city sights, including the Clock Tower of Tirana (Kulla e Sahatit), Et'hem Bey Mosque (Xhamia e Tiranës) and many churches and museums.
We also popped into a fake McDonalds for an iced coffee cool down.
The highlight for me in the city was the colourful painted buildings and impressive graffiti. The slightly bizarre paint is due to the Mayor of Tirana, Edi Rama, in 2000. He sought to beautify the city, and with his artist training, set out to improve the post-Iron Curtain grey that dominated. He ordered a range of bright colours and requested painters to cover city buildings with geometric patterns.
|Random art...cows climbing buildings|
Final stop was the Sky Hotel with it’s panoramic rotating bar (not ideal for those suffering from motion sickness...myself included!) giving views over the city and Dajti Mountain which overlooks it.
After spotting 'AFC' we headed back to the hostel for showers, feeling dirty and sweaty after traipsing around the capital.
There we ordered a mixture of traditional Albanian food….kicking off with mixed starters, including stuffed peppers, cheese pancake, corn breads with dips of paprika and pesto, aubergine, feta, olives, stuffed bind leaved, sausage and beans.
We had a drink before World Cup Fever took over and every bar and roadside was dominated by large screens playing the latest game, so we escaped back to bed!
I wouldn't really recommend Tirana, it wasn't a place I really enjoyed. However, if you liked Montevideo, Uruguay then this city really reminded me of there...