Albania
October 3rd 2009 Still raining. Host beyond his call drove me to the bus, where I was almost embarrasingly the only passenger on the massive coach. The journey to Shkoder in Albania took an hour-and-a-half, including the border-control stop where I, without incident or payment (of any kind), received a slightly dissapointing passport stamp. I had been expecting a big Albanian eagle emblazoned over a whole page. We
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