This week the Lens Artist Challenge is balconies, hosted by Flights of the Soul. Who doesn’t love a balcony to sit out and watch the sunset or sunrise from your hotel, or if you’re lucky to have one in your own house to sit and watch the world go by. When we lived in Hong Kong we called a balcony a veranda or verandah, I’ve since learned that the word veranda is very much Australian. A proper balcony is elevated and a verandah is on the ground level, perhaps under a balcony!
Seville, Spain
The above photos were taken on a visit to Seville, Spain many years ago. With most cities a balcony is all important and a way to feel connected to your neighbour and the action below.
The above were taken whilst walking along the Regents Canal, London. I wonder what the significance of the cow is!
Perast, Montenegro
Our apartment was the first floor on the left, it was relaxing to sit and enjoy the spectacular views over the Bay of Kotor.
Enjoying the sun underneath the balcony in Stanley, TasmaniaCockatoos looking for scraps on the balcony, Lorne, Victoria
Melbourne, Victoria
I could only stand inside the apartment and take this photo, it made me feel too uneasy being on the 26th floor!
Monochrome madness this week is hosted by Sarah from Travel with Me and the topic is trees. Looking through my archives I see I have many photos of trees, we are surrounded by enormous trees where we live.
To be without trees would, in the most literal way, to be without our roots.” Richard Mabey
I did take a few new photos at the weekend especially for this challenge. I’m not sure they would look better in green though!
Weeping willows overlooking the small lake
Taken at one of our favourite places to visit on a Sunday, Chapel Farm in the Swan Valley.
The trees above are our neighbours and provide wonderful shade during the summer. The only problem with these are the red berries that fall and become squished onto the tiles! After taking this photo yesterday I saw this cheeky fellow peeking through. It looks AI generated but I assure you it’s not.
My dear hubby attempting to climb to the top of the Gloucester Tree in Pemberton, but I put the brakes on, as I was too worried that he might fall.
Palm Tree on Samosir Island, IndonesiaTree Stump somewhere in Western Australia
Playing around with photos with different editing tools is a lot of fun, I used Snapseed and the software on my S22 for these edits.
“Trees have a secret life that is only revealed to those willing to climb them” Reinablo Areras
My featured image is from the library inside Harewood Castle where we spent a night in May this year.
I keep missing this challenge and it’s one that I really enjoy! I have quite few books to post this month because of this. I like to line up a few books when I’m travelling although when I’ve finished a super good read I find it hard to get stuck into a new book. I sometimes wish that the book could go on and on, such is the way that some authors write, reeling you in until you don’t want to leave the house!
Most have one theme in common and that is historical – dating back to the 18th century up to the 20th century.
All the Colours of the Dark – Chris Whitaker – I’ll start with my absolute favourite – perhaps my Book of the Year. “A missing persons mystery, a serial killer thriller, and an epic love story – with a unique twist on each…” – Goodreads blurb
Set in the town of Monta Clare, Missouri from 1976 to 2001, it is about two children who are outsiders – Patch and Saint. Years later a teenage Patch is abducted and kept for almost a year in total darkness but manages to escape. Saint will stop at nothing to find who did it and Patch will almost ruin the rest of his life looking for the voice in the dark who kept him sane during the time he was locked up.
I just adored this story from start to finish and was left breathless with the descriptions of people and places. I love the way this author gets right to the heart of the people he writes about. I am now planning a trip next year to the destination at the end of this book, the descriptions are just beautiful. (No spoilers – you’ll have to read it and find out!). If you’re looking for a new book read this next. 5/5
On the tiny island of Rokesby, Addie helps her mother run a women’s retreat. Dreaming daily of escape, she consoles herself by swimming in the ocean that surrounds them.
On the neighbouring island, joined to Rokesby by a bridge at low tide, Sol has sought refuge at a wind-swept prayer house, grieving both his mother’s death and his father’s devastating betrayal. Alone and anxious, he takes comfort in birdwatching, books and the sounds of the sea. – Goodreads
I enjoyed this gentle story about Adele and Sol and their efforts to try and build a relationship despite their awkwardness with each other. The descriptions of the island are so vivid, it feels as though you are there. Adele can’t seem to get past her fear of commitment and made me feel quite sorry for Sol at times. I did prefer All My Mothers – Joanna Glen’s previous book. 4/4
The Signature of All Things – Elizabeth Gilbert – An enthralling story of love, adventure and discovery. Spanning much of the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, the novel follows the fortunes of the extraordinary Whittaker family as led by the enterprising Henry Whittaker—a poor-born Englishman who makes a great fortune in the South American quinine trade, eventually becoming the richest man in Philadelphia. Born in 1800, Henry’s brilliant daughter, Alma (who inherits both her father’s money and his mind), ultimately becomes a botanist of considerable gifts herself. – Goodreads
An epic novel from start to finish. I was amazed that this was the same author who wrote Eat Love Pray – my least favourite book to date!
I just could not put this book down and loved both Henry’s and Alma’s stories equally. There is a fair amount of horticultural description, which I have to admit I skipped over, but the adventures of both father and daughter more than made up for it. Prepare yourself for a long ride with this book, it will keep you entertained for days. 5/5
I was very happy to see that Sara Donati has continued to write about the Bonner/Ballentyne/Savard families. I have followed them faithfully from the 1700s until 1800s. Across oceans and the vast plains of America.
This story sees Carrie Ballentyne, a young midwife make a dangerous and treacherous journey from New York to Mexico where she takes up residence at a doctor’s house. The descriptions of the divide between the Mexicans, Spaniards and Americans are interesting to read, the class divide already starting. Mixed marriages were once readily accepted hundreds of years ago only starting to attract criticism and racism when the English/Americans deemed it unacceptable.
This is a stand alone novel and Sara Donati describes the pitfalls of travellers setting out for a new life with much detail. 5/5
The Secret Mandarin – Sara Sheridan – Desperate to shield her from scandal, Mary’s brother-in-law, the ambitious botanist Robert Fortune, forces her to accompany him on a mission to China to steal tea plants for the East India Company. But Robert conceals his secret motives – to spy for the British forces, newly victorious in the recent Opium War. – Goodreads
I enjoy any book by Sara Sheridan and this was no exception. There is always some element of truth in her books in that some of the characters and events are based on facts. I was intrigued to learn that there was in fact an Englishman who secretly entered China dressed as a mandarin. It seems though that it didn’t get a good rating in Goodreads, except for me! 4/5
The Coast Road – Alan Murrin – A book by an unknown author to me, but after I had read the first few pages I was hooked. I liked his style of writing.
Set in 1994 in County Donegal, it tells the story of two women. Izzy Keaveney, a housewife, and Colette Crowley, a poet. Colette has just returned after leaving her husband for a married man in Dublin. They have two sons together. Izzy is married to the local councillor. It is quite gritty and down to earth, it gives the impression of being at least twenty years earlier. The friendship grows between these two women with Izzy facilitating meetings between Colette and one of her three sons. The husband has banned all contact. An interesting read, but not ultimately uplifting. 4/5
On a beautiful summer’s day, at a remote lake in the middle of Dartmoor, three members of the Fowler family take a dinghy out onto the water, leaving mother Sarah at the shore. Less than sixty seconds later, she checks to see where they are. The boat is drifting in the middle of the lake. It’s empty. – Goodreads
After 8 months and still no word and with the police seemingly no closer to finding any clues, Sarah reaches out to David Raker who immediately takes the case. Working once again with Colm Healy the two of them set out to get to the bottom of this mystery. Raker also hears from Melanie Craw, a voice from the past, about a mystery she wants solved.
I’m sucked in straight away with Tim Weaver’s books and with so many twists and turns he keeps you guessing until the last page. 5/5
This challenge is hosted by Deb, Donna, Sue and Jo. Check out their websites for more books to keep you busy this winter – or by the beach/pool if it’s summer for you.
Our journey through Albania is now coming to an end and our final destination is the capital of Albania, Tirana. I had read and been told that you only need one night here but I didn’t heed this advice much to my annoyance! One of the reasons was that we thought we would go Djati Express cable car. Sadly we didn’t get to do this for various reasons.
We were staying at Hotel Opera and after leaving the car in the carpark at the back of the hotel for the driver to pick up, we checked in to our 12th floor room. We had a fantastic room with a large verandah with no furniture though.
Also when we arrived in Tirana it was 37 degrees. At this point I was already thinking what were we going to do for three days. The first thing we did was find a restaurant for a very late lunch.
Restaurant Piano Bar Piazza
After a delicious lunch we set off exploring. Our hotel was within walking distance of Skanderberg Square. Named after the national hero Gjergj Kastrioti, also known as Skanderberg. He led a rebellion against the Ottoman Empire, starting in 1444 and lasting for 25 years. There are some famous buildings around the Square and some seating areas, but we thought it was a bit underwhelming. We found the white tiles making up the Square to be almost blinding in the brilliant sunlight. We much preferred the tree lined boulevards providing welcome shade.
There was some amazing murals and sculptures dotted around and over the next two days we went walking to find them. Tirana is a wonderful walking city and there were so many other murals I never got to see.
Murals of Tirana
Mother’s Care Artist – Case Macleam BIBLIOTEKA – Franko DineDog – MOTSOn the remaining walls of Tirana Castle
Sculptures and Statues
The angle of the camera makes this sculpture look bigger than it is!Friendship Monument
A monument donated to Albania by Kuwait to remember the friendship between the two nations. It has the flag colours of Kuwait on the canopy.
Buildings and Churches
There are some spectacular buildings in Tirana that are easily comparable to other major cities around the world, and there are many structures in the process of being built.
The Plaza Hotel and CasinoEyes of Tirana4 Ever Green SkyscraperNational Historic MuseumMinistery of AgricultureResurrection of Christ Orthodox Cathedral
One morning we visited Bunk’art 2 and walked smack bang into the middle of a protest. At first I thought it was a queue to get in! There were dozens of police officers and a whole crew of media. It was a protest about the Israeli war.
Anyway we managed to dodge all the crowds and made our way down into the bunker. We both had completely the wrong idea about this place thinking it was an art museum, we were soon disabused of this notion. Quite a harrowing and depressing place to visit and we were relieved to make our way back up into the sunshine.
As you can see, dozens of police waiting for trouble
The Media and Anthony!Victims of the communist terror regime
BUNK’ART 2 reconstructs the history of the Albanian Ministry of Internal Affairs from 1912 to 1991 and reveals the secrets of “Sigurimi”, the political police that was the harsh persecution weapon used by the regime of Enver Hoxha. Source – Bunkart
I reminded Anthony it was a museum and not a department store and this jacket was not for sale.
The exhibits and information were quite horrific, menacing dogs and lists of torture, so I didn’t feel inclined to take many photos.
We did manage to find a department store after and Anthony wandered around for a while and I found a stool to sit and scroll!
During the day and night we wandered up and down the streets of the Blloku District, a small leafy suburb of Tirana with hip and happening bars and trendy shops. During the era of Communist rule, it was a closed-off precinct for the party elite, and the villa of long-ruling dictator Enver Hoxha still stands.
The apartments were handed back to the owners when Hoxha was ousted as the deeds were never destroyed. It looks like they haven’t been maintained at all.
There are so many good restaurants in Tirana, especially traditional ones, which we enjoyed.
All in all we filled our time well in Tirana, although on hindsight we could have condensed it down to two nights. This city did grow on me and for a weekend break from European countries it’s ideal. Tirana is great for day trips to Durres or Berat also.
Information for travelling in Albania
There are plenty of ATMs available in the area, so accessing cash is convenient and hassle-free although cash is readily accepted everywhere.
Hiring a car is not difficult as I previously read, and it was relatively easy to arrange a one way booking – of course with a fee.
Driving is on the right hand side, so can be tricky if you’re from a country that’s opposite. Albanian drivers are fearless and impatient, pull over to let them pass for a stress free trip.
The currency is Lek, although Euros are taken. If you’re using cash Lek takes up more room in your wallet!
Travel off season – before or after summer.
I hope you’ve enjoyed travelling through Albania with us on this fantastic road trip. Albania is one of the most diverse and interesting countries we’ve ever been to.
Kruje, located 20kms north of Tirana was our next destination. We were staying for one night in the Hotel Panorama and when we arrived mid-afternoon there were coaches either side of the small narrow road. There was parking but we couldn’t see where to stop to look for it. There was a carpark opposite but it was blocked by a coach, then a man appeared and said he would guide us in! It was just chaos but he seemed to know what he was doing and even took our cases for us. I couldn’t work out if he worked for the hotel or it was just a hobby directing the traffic.
Hotel Panorama at the back
It was very orderly inside and we were promptly shown to our room. After a short rest we decided to walk through the bazaar and then up to the castle. As Tirana was only a short distance it looked to be a busy destination and we could hear the hustle and bustle from our room.
Kruje Castle from our balcony
Our balcony
Kruje was like a mix of Gjirokaster and Berat. Cobbled streets, a bazaar and a castle upon the hill.
Various items for sale at the bazaar
Once we were at the top, we stopped for a drink in the cafe and rest! It was only a short walk but of course all uphill.
I can’t believe I didn’t take photos of the castle so have had to “borrow” one from the Albanian Tourist Industry. I was too busy taking in the views.
Looking for a place for dinner later we found the perfect spot with fabulous views. Something I did find odd in all of Albania was seeing groups of men in the evenings at cafes and bars, no women at all. Old and young, smoking and drinking. We walked down one small street in Kruje with cafes either side and they were full of just men. It would be hard travelling with a female companion to feel comfortable in these smaller places.
Interesting Facts: Edward Lear, the famous English landscape painter visited Albania in 1848, but Lord Byron in fact got there 40 years before in 1808. We saw many paintings by Lear in the places we visited. These small things intrigue me especially when I mention Albania to people and so many have asked, if it’s safe and where is it. I suppose the fact that it was closed off for nearly 50 years attributes to this.
A day and one night is plenty to see what Kruje has to offer and makes a good stopping off point to travel further North, which unfortunately we didn’t have time for. Our next and final destination is Tirana.
Another destination was on our itinerary today and after a leisurely breakfast, we said goodbye to Alex (not Nick as previously mentioned!) and his wife packed up the car and set off. Our drive would take us on the famous Llogora Pass and even though Anthony was driving my stomach had butterflies. The road is a high mountain pass in the Ceraunian Mountains with an elevation of over a 1,000 metres and is 20 miles long. The journey takes approximately 3 hours. We would be stopping frequently though to let tail gaters pass.
Passing through Dhermi
We were hoping that the roads would be fairly decent, but we did come across parts of the road that were being upgraded. (as above).
My heart was in my mouth most of the time and Anthony was getting slightly irritated with my comments of “watch out!”, “you’re too close to the edge”. Stopping for lunch was a welcome break.
The ubiquitous glass of wine
The Big Bunker located on the Llogara Pass. Albania has 700,000 bunkers dotted all over the country. Built during Hoxha’s reign, they were a drain on the economy and were never used for their intended purpose.
Berat
Arriving into Berat around 6 pm, we passed by the hotel and pulled over while I checked for parking. I promptly walked into a parking sign and nearly knocked myself out. A few people came over after they saw what happened, Anthony missed the whole thing and wondered why I sat down with my head in my hands. It was fortunate that the man outside the hotel saw and came to help.
On being taken up to our room, when we opened the door there was an overpowering smell of blocked sewers. I went back down and said it was impossible to stay there, the receptionist promptly found us another room, actually an upgrade but up four flights of stairs.
The view across the river from our room
Berat is best known for its white Ottoman houses and is also a Unesco World Heritage city. It’s approximately 2,400 years old and is situated on the Osum River.
Ura e VarurGorica Bridge
We were spending just one night here so dropping our bags in our room we set off exploring. Behind our hotel there was a mass of alleyways, with shops and restaurants, going up into the hills. Across the river where the houses were Berat Castle sits on top of a rocky hill. Deciding to give the castle a miss we spent the time looking around.
“Ali through the looking glass”
Walking across the bridge to the other side we walked through more alleys to find a restaurant I had looked up. It didn’t have a view but was in such a quaint garden overhung with lights on the grapevines and was perfect. There seemed to be only one oldish man running it and when I asked for the menu, he just reeled off three dishes in the quietest voice. It was then a surprise to see him take up his guitar and provide some entertainment.
Berat is well worth an overnight stay to experience the beauty of the nighttime lights of the houses.
Continuing our adventures through Albania, we set off today for Himare, along the Albanian Riviera. We had to bypass Saranda again as there is no straight road through. So we drove all the way down the mountain and then had to climb up again and down to Livadi Beach in Himare where we were staying!
We had to stop and take a photo of the shepherd and his herd.
Scenes likes this were very typical driving along the highway.
Arriving at Livadi Beach around 5pm, we located our hotel half way down the gravel track along the beach. I have to say we were a bit disappointed on first sight as it looked like a prison block. There didn’t seem to be anyone about, so I walked around the whole block and up the stairs, there was no-one in reception either. Walking down to the beach, past the bar I spotted a man lying fully clothed asleep under an umbrella. Coughing politely and waking him up I asked if he knew where the owner was, he jumped up quickly and made a call! Five minutes later his wife came from the back of the hotel and said she was trying to have a rest, obviously leaving hubby in charge! Anyway we went up to our room, which was just perfect, newly furnished with a balcony that overlooked the ocean.
We had two nights here, so a bit of R and R for Anthony after all that driving.
The beach stretched for miles and I’m glad we came just out of season, because the rows and rows of beach umbrellas told of the crowds that were expected.
Beds to arrive later! Livadi BeachLivadi BeachLivadi BeachLivadi Beach
There didn’t seem to be that many hotels for the amount of beds, but we saw a few campsites. Actually Livadi Beach was a beautiful tranquil place, and at night we could leave the window open and listen to the waves gently lapping against the shore.
Over the next two days Anthony got chatting to Nick “the layed laid back” husband and what his opinions were. He said most Albanians were lazy (pot/kettle came to mind) and many had left to work overseas. We hadn’t found this to be the case so far. His wife couldn’t have been a better hostess, even doing our laundry for free.
Being presented with a large home made bottle of RakiView from the garden at the back of the hotelFlower lined walk way
I did venture into the sea a few times, but coming out was a problem and lucky I had reef shoes. In the end I perfected my technique of digging a heel into the pebbles and launching myself forward, but it was a case of one step forward and two back. Not a graceful move.
We were told to help ourselves to drinks if there was no-one around.
Himare Old Town and Castle
The next day we drove back up to Himare Old Town, parked the car and walked up to Himare Castle.
Quite a slog for me as the paths were not even and made up of broken stones, hard on the feet. Absolutely fascinating to see how people are living within the walls of the old town and incorporating the walls into their homes. The walls date back to the 5th or 6th Century.
A small church at the bottom of the hillPrivate dwellings
The aroma from the jasmine made the walk easier, taking deep breaths of perfumed air. We found the smallest cafe at the top with stunning views across Himare. The cafe and apartment where the owners lived were also incorporated into the ruins.
Below are some of the photos of the castle and surroundings.
The church of Sts. Sergius and Bacchus
This church was thought to have been constructed at the end of the 10th century or early 11th century. The murals are post-Byzantine and the colours still so vibrant.
I would definitely recommend a trip up to Himare Castle, with lunch at the top.
Back at the bottom I saw an old resident resting on a wall and couldn’t resist a shot, especially when he smiled.
Oops, I only noticed after!
Livadi Beach was perfect for a two night stop. Maybe if we ever get to visit Albania again we might try another area along the coast.