Albania

For any of you that follow this blog, you must know that Holly and I do not usually travel with large groups.  Rarely have either of us ever signed up for a group tour of any kind.  So when our Italian friends, Paola and Maurizio (not to be confused with our friends Paola and Gianfranco, or Roberta and Maurizio – yeah – we get confused sometimes too) asked if we wanted to accompany them on a tour they were taking to Albania, we had to think about it (at least for a few minutes).  But in the end we figured what could go wrong traveling with a group of Italians to a country where they would speak little Italian or English and has a reputation of being a little bit on the shady side of life.  It was the right decision and we had a great time.

What is any adventure without a little, well, adventure.  After asking several times exactly where we needed to meet up for the ferry we were taking from Bari to Durrës, we were just told, “the check-in desk  for the ferry company”.  The port is a big place and Google maps took us to the place where the ships actually dock and depart from.  Well, that is not where you need to check-in.  That place is 3 km away and we need to be there soon.  We got that figured out, got our boarding passes with the rest of our group, and returned to the place of embarkation only to find relative chaos in the boarding area.  We waited well over an hour and a half to finally get on board and into our room well after the scheduled departure time of 10 pm.  Finally, the ferry departed after 1 am and we spent a rather miserable night, arriving in Albania nearly 2 hours late.  At that point, I was very grateful that everything had been arranged ahead of time and there was nice bus waiting to take us where we were going.

Albania is not part of the Euro Zone and their currency is the lek.  We were told that the Euro was widely accepted but I always think that is not the best way to deal with exchange rates as you are at the mercy of whatever exchange rate the vendor you are dealing with thinks appropriate.  So I only took a few Euros and expected that we could extract money from cash machines on arrival.  As you have probably already guessed, it wasn’t that easy.  Our cards would not work.  I won’t go into the details, but after a loan from one of the other tour members (Antonio in the waterfall picture later in the post) and several calls to our credit union (with the time difference, we had to wait for 6 hours to do that) we were able to get the money we needed to pay back the loan and have what we needed for the rest of the trip.

The people who arranged our trip are experts on Albania and on our trip from Durrës to Shkudër they had arranged a stop for lunch at a place that we would never have found.  It bills itself as the only slow food place in Albania.  After several wonderful courses of food, wine and several desserts, the bill came –  11 Euros each.  There was something to be said about this whole arrangement.

Just as we were about to arrive in Shkudër, the bus pulled over so we could climb up to the old castle that guarded the whole area and its tremendous views of the surrounding valley.  We then spent the night in the city and some time touring and having several great meals.

The vegetable vendors there were plentiful and had great looking produce.  They ranged from rather sophisticated markets to little old ladies, that I am sure had grown everything they were selling, just sitting on the sidewalk with their wares spread out before them.

We then separated into two smaller buses that were ready for the rough road we had ahead.  It was not a long distance we had to travel to where we were staying in the Albanian Alps, but the last 10 or 12 miles took several hours.  It was amazing country (for those of you who have spent time in the North Cascades the place looks familiar) and where we ended up was worth all of the rather bouncy ride.

The next day it was time to do some trekking.  There was short hike (2 miles?) to the Blue Eye, a gorgeous little pond seemingly in the middle of nowhere.  However, it had a small platform in the middle of the stream where you could order food and/or a cold beer.  We opted for the beer.  My Facebook friends have already seen some of this, but for the rest of you, there is a story here.

I was siting beside the Blue Eye when I looked over and saw a snake coming out of the grass no more that 6 feet from me.  Not knowing what it was, I was duly cautious and we called over some others to see if they could identify it.  “Oh, yes”, they said, “That is a European Viper.”  “Is it dangerous?”, we asked.  “Oh yes, it is deadly.” they said.  Good to know.  We kept our distance, but I did manage to snap off one good picture.

We took another hike to a waterfall that was about the same distance, but much steeper, on our way passing over a footbridge across a very narrow, steep gorge.  I am not sure the pictures do it justice.

One of the fun things of the trip was that there were several very nice children on the trip whose English was quite good and they had fun practicing with us.  I don’t think some of them had ever seen a mountain or a waterfall before.  This place was magic for them.

On our way back to Durrës to catch our ferry home, we stopped for some lunch and shopping in Krujë.  It is not far from the Albanian capital of Tirana (you could see the city in the distance.  It was also on the strongholds of one the Albanian national heroes,  a man known as Skanderbeg.  I won’t get into too much of the history of this rather incredible figure, but just enough to say that, if the Albanians are to be believed, he kept the mighty Ottoman Empire (he served them as a young man) out of Europe for many years, defeating them at nearly every turn.  Although Albania did eventually fall to the Ottomans (after Skanderbeg died of malaria) and was ruled by them for nearly 500 years, many credit him with delaying their advance long enough for Europe to finally get their act together so they could finally halt the Ottoman advance just outside of Vienna.  We had lunch at a restaurant with a view of his ruined castle in Krujë.

I am not sure how many group tours we have in us, but this one was quite wonderful,  great food, great prices, great scenery and most of all, great people.

Venice

With all of my trips to Europe, and the year we have now spent here on this trip, I had never yet been to Venice until the trip we took a few weeks back.  It had become a bucket list item and needed to be attended to before too much more time had expired.  It was worth the wait and the effort to go.

I sometimes wonder at the ease with which we are able to take these trips.  Visiting Venice from our current location is not much more difficult or expensive than visiting say Spokane or Portland from Seattle.  If we don’t take advantage of the proximity of all that our current location has to offer, I would never forgive myself.

This trip was with just the two of us wandering through grand streets and small alleyways of a magnificent city.  Couldn’t resist this great picture of my best travel buddy.

When I see the thousands of tourists from all over the world and everyone of them is using a camera or a smart phone to snap pictures of everything in sight, I can sometimes wonder why I even bother.  Venice has to be one of the most photographed cities on earth, and for good reason.  It is remarkably beautiful from every angle.  But I, like everyone else, believe in the uniqueness of my own eye and that I will bring new perspective to the table.  Later in this post I will add some pictures of the most common sights if only to prove we were actually in Venice, but first something a little different.

Venice is made up of several islands that are part of an archipelago of over 30 inhabited islands in the middle of a lagoon off the Adriatic Sea.  Although there is a causeway leading to Venice, it ends immediately in a parking lot (upper left in the NASA photo below).

There are no cars, bicycles, scooters or horses.  Everything that moves within the city goes by boat, foot or hand cart.  That means that the tons of food, domestic supplies, worthless trinkets, high fashion clothing and jewelry, and even construction material needed by the residents and tourists are delivered by one of those methods.  Boats are designed to carry all of that and still fit under the seemingly endless variety of bridges they need to navigate.  Hand carts must be hauled over those same bridges and some are designed with large pneumatic tires to aid in that task.  Even the mountains of garbage and recyclables generated by all those people are first emptied into hand carts and loaded onto boats and barges to be taken off the various islands.  The logistical task is enormous, but it all seems to be taken in stride.  After all, they have been at this for centuries.

The ever-present gondolas are a bit pricey and seem similar to the horse carriages in some cities,  maybe romantic but a little too steep for what you get.  They are beautiful crafts and I love watching others being moved around the city in them

In addition to the “S”-shaped Grand Canal there are smaller waterways everywhere.  You need to plan your walks carefully or you can do a lot of backtracking to find the right bridge to get you where you are going.  On all of the waterways you see smaller personal boats tied in front of houses and water taxis depositing their passengers all over the city.

For my theater friends, I could not resist a few pictures of this oddity.  They took an old theater right in the heart of Venice and converted it into a supermarket.  It seemed very fancy and had a great selection.

Like I said, I had to add a few shots of the major sites.  From the Rialto Bridge, aerial shots of the Grand Canal taken from a terrace located above the Rialto, San Marco (sorry we did not make it inside, but the outside was breath-taking) , the inside of the Doge’s Palace,  to the inside of the opera house, Teatro la Fenice, the whole place takes on a magic of its own.  Since there are no cars it is easy to imagine yourself wandering the streets of a renaissance city still ruled by the Doge.

We needed to get out of the city for at least one day and took a boat to visit the islands of Murano (famous for its Murano glass) and Burano (famous for its colored houses).

On our last day we stopped to have lunch at a restaurant on the Grand Canal near the Rialto Bridge with a great view.  The proprietor of the place, Stefano, noticed me taking pictures and as he is also a photographer, we spend the next 20 minutes chatting about the city, photography and the state of the world.  It was a lovely way to end the visit.