It was a foggy day when we left Gjirokaster
Giving the fortress a forbidding look
The fog clung to the mountains
Before finally clearing up
We went through Migen's hometown again and we stopped at his apartment so he could drop off some clothes
Migen singing the "I'm a tour guide" blues
Me singing the "Argg I only remember two chords" blues
Then of to Divjake National Park
During the drive we ran into the usual sets of dichotomies we see here
Such as the 'colorful newer building'
Followed by the prior century mode of transportation
And the large mosque
Whereas the coastline to the south is mountainous and rocky, here it is a shallow tidal area
One of the more interesting things I've noticed in Albania is gas stations
Gas stations you say?
They are not just places for gas. They are sites to be turned into developments and often flamboyant ones at that. Especially when you see them off in the countryside. Rarely is their 'just a gas station'. They have restaurants, hotels, office buildings attached. So here is a montage of gas stations that I took just on the few hours of driving from Gjirokaster to Divjake.
Photographic sleuth in action
At last after the sun went down (which is pretty damn early here now - around 4:30 PM), we arrived at our last stop of the trip, Kruja. We grabbed some dinner and before going to bed took some pictures from our hotel room of where we'll be on Friday.