Travel day

Another early start, packed the night before so just needed showers and breakfast.  Breakfast was incredibly sad..there was a packet of what looked like half chewed ham, a spoonful of cereal and a bottle of pepsi!!! And the showers..well there are three, one didn't work, one is only boiling water and the last the hose was broken so water went everywhere apart from out of the shower head.  So I did a bit of hose swapping so at least the was one functioning shower.  Also took the opportunity to borrow some washing powder. 

It's a really shame this hostel has got so much potential but there is just no love there!! In the rush of just wanting to leave I blooming well left my purse behind( the one with my Spanish id and bank cards) so it was the to be nice to the hostel guy after I had sent him a picture of the very sad breakfast. 

Any way we left in a hurry to catch the 9am bus to Tirana.  We needed to get money out because we had given our last pennies to the girls in bed the day before.  We made it first in time.  The trip to Tirana was uneventful apart from a lady stepping in my toe.. not eventful I hear ...no but it happened to be the tie I had just lost a nail from so blooming well hurt and i shreaked ...poor lady. 

Anyhow we arrived in Tirana and we managed to get an early bus to Sarande, this was the moment I realised I had left my purse behind but there was nothing I could do because unless I'm somewhere with WiFi I have nothing!!!

We boarded the bus and I wasn't great company but I did warn Kerry before hand, I just sat and read my book.  The second part of the journey after the obligatory stop was incredible.  The scenery was amazing. 

Arriving at our destination after 5hrs ,we had pretty much travelled the length of the country.  Here we have booked ourselves an apartment for the week, using it as a base to do day trips and days to enjoy down at the beach. 

Just to be at a place with water is a great feeling, back to my happy place.  We checked into the apartment which is run by a lovely Albanian family, a stone throw from the beach, but more importantly after staying in hostels I could finally fully unpack my bag!!

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