Tiranë

We got up early to have breakfast before making our way back to Tiranë. John's uncle would drive us and his aunt to the capital since John's aunt needed to pick up another relative from there. John and me would stay there for our remaining days in Albania. We were both still sick, but like the last couple of days, we'd survive on way too many meds to feel anything at all. We had another party in the car on the three hour drive to Tiranë. On the drive, we repeatedly had to go through the mantra of our Albania trip - there's nothing that can save us, we're in God's hands now. John's family dropped us off at the airport, where we rented a car for the following days. Albanian hip-hop on full volume met traffic jams and John's road rage until he dropped me off at the tattoo shop. After some more insane traffic and an even more insane parking situation, we went to a traditional Albanian restaurant near the center of Tiranë. I finally got to try Tavë Kosi, lamb baked in a yogurt sauce, before walking around the Bazaar. Afterwards, we drove around Tiranë and its outskirts with no clear idea where we're going and also no need to, as we were having a blast in the car and were just about to see where we'd end up. We stopped by our place for a bit to chill and then went to the lake and found a rather fancy restaurant there to have dinner. We went on another drive without a plan through Tiranä, only this time at night. We got a lot of laughs from the people in the cars next to us who heard our music blasting and saw us dancing at the red lights. We decided that there was no need for us to go to a nightclub, we already had the best of times and even got to enjoy a good overview of the city while doing so.Weiterlesen