An extraordinary week of characters and contrasts…
Wk 26 – Cetinje, Montenegro to Lezke, Albania.
A week of extraordinary characters and contrasting cultures as my camera gets as tired as my feet… and finally the rubbish weather turns sunnier.
King Nikolas’s Museum, Cetinje, Montenegro. This place is a real hidden gem of a visit. The cultural and geographical centre of Montenegro.
The Monastery of St Peter, Cetinje. Home to many religious artefacts including the right hand of Saint John the baptist.
Amine Sbia, married to Marina the local English teacher. The first people I meet. They sort out a place to stay and we have a giggle of a meal. Lucky me. Amine is in charge of Miss World from Algeria – Lucky Amine!
Street cleaning on a snowy day – Montenegro style! The lovely ladies posed for me later too…
The morning after the night before… Gromit was a little snowbound.
The local bakery – Pekara – loading up days provisions like a small child in a sweetie shop.
The view looking back over Cetinje as I waved goodbye – sadness I loved the whole Alpine village feel, the subsequent work like approach and attitude to life of the people and my new friends. I promise I will come back.
The lovely Ana in Podgorica – teaching me so much on Art, Photography and what to do with the 18,000 photographs I have collected on this trip so far.
Branko, Si and Bojan in Hotel Philia. The biscuit boys are back in town…
Si, Duzan and Rade – Happy days…
Leaving Podgorica, crossing the bridge outta town onto the outer circular ever onwards and eastwards…
Men at work on the bridge near Tuzi.
View from the bridge near Tuzi into some interesting limestone gorge scenery
Sunset over the Lake near the border to Albania
Gromit, doing what every sheep dog should do!
Friend or Foe? Answer – Alarm clock.
Welcome to Albania. There were a lot of shot gun cartridges on the lake shore, a helluva lot.
Welcome to Albania with the Grappa drinking men of cafe #2 – Cheers guys or should I say…Gëzuar!
Albanian team in Hotel International. A wet Sunday morning.
Albanian horse and cart. After getting pics of three wheelers and various families on motorbikes… I was just thinking, it’d be great to photograph a horse and cart. And behold the full happy, smiling, waving family. Normal for this road.
This is Shuco. The coolest war veteran in Albania I’ve met. A gent, he invited me to coffee and lunch in Skhoder. It was a good traditional stew, healthy as you like, but the real star was this extraordinary man who made me feel like a celebrity for a few minutes as we took on the high street and met all his numerous friends.
In Skhoder even selling vegetables can be a cool thing.
There are no restrictions on the jaw dropping ingenuity of Albanian road vehicles. This was a straightforward 3 wheeler, but I have seen lawnmowers and engine driven wheelchairs.
Heading for Lezhe District, the weather took a turn for the better at last and the grey went golden. Superb mountain backdrops to fertile panoramas flanked by happy fruit and vegetable farmers at the road side who couldn’t have been more cheerful.
Lezhe is home to an interesting mix of so many religions and cultures. It’s both dizzying for it’s buildings and people.
Contrasting architecture and eras in Lezhe. Big miles tomorrow as Gromit and I head for the capital.
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