A rest day that became a real estate investigation: two 30-story towers rising in Tirana, and a developer who thinks a 3-bedroom apartment is worth €800K. Lunch was a Greek lamb sandwich. Sunday was fried chicken and packing for Berat.
I meant to pull 7,500 Lek. I pulled 75,000. What followed: an honest exchange house (Iliria’98), the magnificent Orthodox Cathedral of the Resurrection, a spa recovery, and a peppery Kosovo sausage at Tymi that was one of the best grilled meats in Tirana.
The mountains are cursed. That’s what our tour guide said and he explained why. We leave Tirana at dawn and within an hour the landscape has turned biblical — jagged peaks with clouds dragging across their shoulders, valleys so deep they swallow the light. By 9:33 am we reach the Macedonian border. By 10:15, Lake…
3,700-year-old Copper Age stilt houses, a marble Head of Zeus stolen in 1991 and bought back by two Albanian footballers at Christie’s, bunker domes and Lenin statues, and sushi with a 15-year-old waiter who already has a life plan: leave, earn, return.
I swore off bus tours after Montenegro. Then I signed up for Lake Bovilla — 4.6km² of striking blue reservoir, 14km from Tirana, 400 displaced families, zero birds, and one hidden viewpoint behind a restaurant that no tourist bothered to find. The redemption arc.
Morning in a contemporary art gallery with Krist Dimo’s ‘Vuoto’ — paintings of fragmented figures and shared human experience. Evening at an Albanian wedding show, dancing in a circle shouting ‘opa.’ In between: a $6 pita, a produce vendor who now knows my face, and the realization that Tirana is starting to feel like home.
The Great Albanian Fry Crisis solved in one pan (it’s the oil). A billion-dollar Spider-Man matinee, 26 minutes of waterfall peace before the ghouls, the data on why women run Albania’s economy, and Delibros — the best burger in the country, with impeccable fries to prove the oil theory.
A hands-on Albanian cooking class (byrek, sheqerpare, përshesh, cornbread), the secret of Kalinjot olives, and a walk through Tirana Castle — besieged in 1817, demolished in 1832, now woven into the modern city.
First day in Tirana: Skanderbeg Square (40,000m², Europe’s best public space), the Et’hem Bey Mosque with its painted landscapes, the Clock Tower, BunkArt 2 (former secret police HQ), a €43 dentist cleaning, and a bag of potatoes bought from a street vendor to finally solve the Great Albanian Fry Crisis.
The connective tissue between cities: a mini-bus to Tirana, a pizza joint with robots on the wall, a bottle of Berat olive oil, a €70 massage, and a forensic KFC investigation into why every fry in Albania tastes terrible.