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... PN does all the talking, James reciprocating the other way.
Dinner was large, two cats [each with a blind eye] helping. I had a smoked pork dish and the same beer as in the afternoon. My cyrillic alphabet knowledge is hopeless. Chatted with Penny and Catwoman about Turkey, 9/11 and cats . The bill was all in cyrillic but just
grabbing the English menu did the trick quickly.
Back for final blog stuff and some prelininary packing for tomorrow. Bed by 2230.
... back to the Neolithic Age). It's sort of like how everything in Chicago is pre- and post-fire. The clock outside the railway museum is frozen at 5:17 a.m. when the quake hit. More than 1,000 died and 10,000 were trapped under the ruins the first few days. There were 87 quakes on July 26, the largest measuring 6.1 on the Richter scale. Shocking.
On the map was supposed to be a Han which is the Turkish caravan house. I was trying to navigate my map and eventually worked my way round to it.
It was a two level arched brick building. It was ...
... and we spent a bit of time talking about Middle Eastern topics. He shared with me the address to his very interesting blog which I started following. He went to sleep early and I stayed catching up with Facebook stuff, writing my previous blog entry about Kosovo and Albania, and trying to find a nice place to go out for a drink. At around 11 I headed towards "La Bodeguita del Medio".... Who would have said that there is a "La Bodeguita del Medio" in ...
... and Turkish tea, a product again of the Ottoman influence. At around 5.30pm and armed with my 'Kosovo' signboard I stood again by the road. A few minutes later a man with Kosovo plates stopped and picked me up. His name was Fadil (almost like my brother Fadi) and he was going to an eastern town in Kosovo close to the border with Macedonia, and only few kilometres away from Skopje. This offer was too good to refuse, as it would bring me almost all the way directly ...