Altea Beach Lodges
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- Continental Breakfast
- Non-smoking hotel
- Multilingual staff
- Wheelchair accessibility
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15 June 2015
The drive south from Shkoder to Himare was an interesting and varied one. Shkoder was decked in election campaign flags and the traffic was a complete mixture - from horse drawn, pedestrians, cyclists and vehicles of various ages and stages of repair.
Durres, a port city, was even more chaotic and here we saw the reality of an advisory we'd been given around a camp fire. ...
... high above Saranda. We arrive just in time to see the sun set over the Ionian Sea. The sky is clear enough to watch the red disk sink into the water, but the elusive "green flash" doesn't make an appearance.
Entertainment at dinner is provided by an amazing group of polyphonic singers who are also great dancers. The "harmonies" are complicated and challenging to perform. Many of us join in dancing with the group to bring the evening to a rousing finale!
... is the second largest port city after Durres, and it was here that Albanian independence was declared in 1912 during the First Balkan War. We have dinner in the hotel, and then many of us take a long walk from the waterfront along the main street. Walking after dark appears to be an activity that only men engage in, as there are very few women to be seen. We enjoy the sightseeing, and it appears that the locals enjoy checking us out as well.
... you would see in a story-book or a film of Macbeth.
Some history: Albania was under Ottoman rule, often rather loosely, for a long time: from the 14th century untill 1912. Under the Ottomans, Muslims were favoured but conversion was not forced. King Zog ruled from 1925 to 1939. The communist era lasted from 1946 to 1991, almost entirely under the harsh rule of Enver Hoxha, who died in 1985. This was an isolated, quirky form of communism, brutal enough to ...
... of a hill. Whilst looking at the university in Berat and looking through our Lonely Planet to decide what to do next we were interrupted by a young man trying to help us where to go but couldn’t understand English well enough so instead offered a fish to Terri. Unsure on what he was offering we were both surprised he actually meant a real fish for Terri to have from his wallet in his back pocket, quite a strange but ...