Durres, Albania
A reasonable, less than an hour ride in a minibus took me from downtown Tirana, from one of the several scattered about bus stops, to the most delightful town of Durres and its friendly citizenry, by the sea. |
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Durres, as viewed from an overpass by the train station and bus terminal |
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After a short while of traveling, you get used to being the noted individual everywhere, especially, off season. |
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Each of these two insisted that the other was the one to beat. Smart. Neither believed it. |
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Hoping to sell the sheep, there was some sort of sheep eating holiday coming up, to someone at the bus stop |
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This used to be a large Roman arena. Remember, Italy is just across the sea. Romans were all over this coastline. |
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You looking at me, boy? |
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Looks to me that all is well with Albania (I spy, with my beady eye...the innocent photographer, shooting on the fly) |
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On her way to a girly-girl training facility. |
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And here we are then, about to enter the classroom. |
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I've almost arrived at my destination. Following this Roman wall will take you to the Venitian Tower and then the beach. |
Albania 2011