Dying for Food, Dying for Water ...
... the map of the hotel in Saranda was WRONG, and ended up being closer to a 30-minute walk from the bus station, than 15-20 like I thought. It was the usual blistering mid-afternoon in Albania, so I had to stop halfway and grab an Iced Tea and a kebab - I can now happily say I've had a kebab in Greece, Macedonia, and Albania! Too bad this one wasn't the greatest, but after a hot six-hour bus ride, I needed something more than the granola bar and pack of roasted peanuts I had en route.