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- Minbar in room
- Continental Breakfast
- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Banquet room
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At Vlore we spent the night in a beautiful modern hotel, almost empty, with a glorious view of the sea, still at modest rates. We were well ahead of Lear, who reported: "In the small cell I inhabit, a constant clawing and squalling of cats on one side of my pillow and quacking of ducks on the other is not favourable to sleep." (p 44) Our breakfast was also better, although his sounds more fun: "We halted ... close to a little stream full of ...
... with an idea of the route I was going to take but I have booked nothing as I wasn't sure of my arrival in Italy. No worried though as it all works out. I catch a taxi to the train station and wait for the next train to Rome. I quickly fall asleep after getting on the train. I arrive in the Rome train station and head to McDonalds for some wifi. The wifi was awful but I eventually booked a plane ticket for the next morning. By the time I book the ticket I have missed the last ...
... castle but we did get some good views of the town, the towering mountains behind us and even the sea way off in the distance.
Scrambling down a small hill along a cobble stone road, we came across the Dollma Teqe, a small place of worship for Bektashi Muslims. The building was formerly a church and a mosque but was vandalised by the communists (white washed walls). It was very pretty inside and apparently, the olive tree at front was planted by Skanderberg ...
... us of some of the buildings are we are driving. He points out some very traditional Communist buildings. He always says “communist” and it wasn’t until much later in the trip that I realized their dictator was when they had their communist period and they were never actually part of the Soviet Union.
Buildings were all the same and all painted a rather dull gun metal gray during ...
... stops are still being formed. It was lunch time and Damo our guide, spotted a newish looking supermarket. They readily agreed they had toilets we could use, so with that out the way, we all headed in to their shop to buy cold meats, cheese, bread rolls, fruit and snacks for our lunch. We just made their day!
“Where are you from?” asked with a huge smile.
“Australia” we answer. (and similar for our other nationalities on the bus)