Sunday, September 13, 2015

A Lady of a Certain Age

Tomorrow school starts. I spent the day cleaning, doing laundry, baking an apple pie, and keeping my mind occupied. Yesterday, two friends and I hiked Korabi mountain. Perhaps, the productivity of that nine and a half hour hike is making me feel restless today, like I want to want to immediately climb another trail. One of my friends GPS'ed the hike, so check out our trail if you're interested.

Today's title comes from a song that's been chosen simply based on how unreasonably often I've been listening to it lately: "A Lady of a Certain Age" by The Divine Comedy.

Playing with shepherd dog puppies. Perhaps, they're called Sarplaniacs. In this area, the shepherds have herds of around 300 sheep, and these dogs help fend off wolves that wander the Macedonian-Albanian border.

On the hike.

At the top.

Compadres before the hike (8:30 AM).

After the hike (9 and a half hours later)

Korabi villagers making a dish called Kukurec (I believe it was called). Almost like a giant kabab, meat from a sheep was skewered on this stick with a lot of the internal organs (liver, heart, lungs, etc.) and wrapped together with the cleaned intestines. Then, the meat was seasoned with salt, pepper, and parsley and slowly cooked over an open fire.

Hike sign

Cheese from the village near Korabi, called Radomire.

A view of Peshkopi from a nearby village called Arras.


Tuesday, September 8, 2015

It Might As Well Rain Until September

One more week until school starts. Trying to make the most of these final days of summer, I've been spending a lot of time outdoors. As part of an initiative with an NGO called Outdoor Albania, a group of friends and I marked several trails around Peshkopi. All of the villages were exceptionally beautiful, and, exemplary of kind Albanian hospitality, at least one family from each village invited us into their home for coffee. As the sun set on our final hike (Grezhdan, Popinare, Herebel), we found a 3-4 day old sheep carcass in a forest and heard the howl of wolves soon after. Spooky. Thankfully, we got back to the car safely, but the experience definitely gave credence to the fear of wolves that I often heard about in Peshkopi.

Today's title comes from a song by Kay Barry that comes to mind as September has arrived and school will begin soon. 


Marking a hiking trail near Peshkopi that connects two villages, Bellove and Cerjan

A sign in Dubrovnik, Croatia

Marking a trail that connects three villages: Grezhdan, Popinare, and Herebel.

A farm fence in Popinare village.

Drinking Turkish coffee and raki made from a fruit called thane (see link)

These two men from Popinare made the raki in the picture above.

A village boy from Popinare on a mule.

The Orthodox Church in Herebel. Unfortunately, it was locked.