Drove down to Berat after bidding farewell to our Tiranian host, Petrit, dodging the famous albanian canyons that consistitute its road system. Settled in a hotel from the trusty LP and set off on a walk around in town in time to miss out on the daily power cuts. Berat unlike Tirana does not have the diesel generators littering the footpath of all the shops, so when the power goes off it goes off. Headed up to the castle for a stroll, it was pretty empty as the ...

We arrived in Tirana this morning off the ferry and were welcomed by a commitee of scary looking customs officers and four different sets of passport controls. We don't have a clue about the lingo here, we've learned thank-you but that's it so far. A few people speak English but they seem to prefer German, that's what the passport guys used and we just muddled by with a few inane grins thrown in for good measure. We spent the day wandering the streets of Tiran...