Showing posts with label Lake Ohrid. Show all posts
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Friday, 4 June 2021

LOCAL BREWS AND HEAVENLY VIEWS - Korce and Sarande, Albania

.....our last blog post where we travelled through North Macedonia............


Rich getting artistic, Martyr's Cemetery, Korce, Albania

Our travel destinations from the start of March 2021 put into perspective


We had quite a journey ahead of us from Lake Ohrid in the south of North Macedonia, to Sarande, on the far southern coast of Albania. Not being ones to rush, but also keen to arrive at our destination, we chose to break the journey into two large chunks. 

Our lift south from Ohrid, took us along some deserted and breath-taking parts of Lake Ohrid. After a few "beach holiday" type areas, the country ended with a quaint village and a completely empty border crossing. Interestingly, leaving North Macedonia and entering Albania, not only did we not have to exit the car, but the guards didn't even ask to see our faces!

We felt an instant sense of relief crossing the border, and the immediate visual differences were marked. Most pronounced contrasts were the improved state of the roads and the proliferation of produce gardens; also noticeable were the bunkers everywhere and many more cafes! When we got out at Pogradec, the Albanian town also on Lake Ohrid, we felt more relaxed, and were happy to see more smiles and curious looks and no English! We directly jumped into a furgon (minibus) for the short commute to Korce, and felt immensely happy. 

Korce had an easy relaxed vibe, which we must have picked up on as we simply walked into a hotel near the bus station and took a posh-ish room for two nights- something we never do!

It wasn't a big town, but the couple of days we had allocated to explore it were perfect. Of course, there were cafe/pedestrian areas where the town's glitterati hung out, including one sun-bathed cobblestoned square in the centre of a drastically restored 15th century Ottoman precinct. Most of the shops here were closed when we visited, but it looked like they may have been trying to revive some arts and crafts businesses in trendy, renovated historic buildings. 


Newly renovated part of Korce, Albania

Theatre façade, Korce, Albania

Unique yellow corner building in Korce, Albania

The dominant building in Korce was the Resurrection Cathedral, interesting built by the Greeks in 1995, and replaced an Orthodox church destroyed during Communist times. It's design is unusual- it's described as Byzantine revival, and we've never seen a church style like this in the Balkans. The very local looking deities and figures portrayed on the interior walls were interesting.


Resurrection Cathedral, Korce, Albania

Unusual exterior of Resurrection Cathedral, Korce, Albania

Sal with Mary, Resurrection Cathedral, Korce, Albania

Local-looking saint, Resurrection Cathedral, Korce, Albania

After walking through an old part of Korce, with quiet back streets, ordinary houses and people going about their daily lives, we became lost on a goat track heading up a hill, but eventually arrived at the magnificently positioned Martyr's Cemetery on a hill overlooking the entirety of Korce. The actual resting places were not exactly well looked after, but the perspective gained on the size and position of Korce in a green valley surrounded by huge mountains was spectacular. 


Corner shop, Korce, Albania

Nice old wall, Korce, Albania

Gate in back streets, Korce, Albania

Sal with city in background, Korce, Albania

We finished the day with a visit to Birra Korce, the biggest brewery in Albania. At the extremely pleasant restaurant there, where we sat under a blossom tree, had a few Korce Beers straight from the source, and whiled away the afternoon chatting in the gentle sun. 


Beers under a blossom, Korce, Albania

Korce Beer, the largest brewery in Albania

There was intense, but amusing communication problems about catching an onward bus to Sarande. At the bus station, all the bus drivers in the vicinity came to try to help us, and all gathered around speaking only Albanian. A young passer-by was roped in to translate, and he took his job very seriously. Listening carefully to the men, he then earnestly and clearly translated what they had said into English directly into Richard's ear. Unfortunately, we still had to enlist the help of the friendly English-speaking receptionist from the hotel. After a simple phone call, she informed us there was a bus heading south the following morning at 6am, and from there we could connect to Sarande. Seemingly complicated travel arrangements usually turn out to be straightforward and easy in this part of the world, and it was certainly to be the case on this occasion. 

Not only was the bus trip straight forward, it was one of the most stunning journeys we've yet had in the Balkans. Sal drugged herself up for the windy roads and missed the first part of it, but Rich recalls the changing landscapes as we moved further south. Expansive vistas across wooded valleys looked to snow capped mountains in the distance. Forests of oak trees gave way to pines as we rose higher, then farmlands with hazel woods, vineyards and plenty of bee hives. The road followed beautiful clear blue rivers and passed through old world villages, with white and bright red blossoms dotting the countryside. Sheep and goat herds crossed the roads in front to the bus, and cows stood in fields of bright yellow flowers. We could see and feel the changing climate with much more green and flowers than further north where we had travelled from. Spring!!!!


Unbelievable scenery between Korce and Sarande, Albania

Yay, finally warming up! Albania

A short video of the bus ride

A bus was waiting in Gjirokaster for the last hour of our long trip. We were extremely happy to arrive back into Sarande, as our memories of our warm and pleasant stay here last autumn were still strong. Scoring the same incredible sea-front apartment as last year, we looked forward to a couple of months coming out of hibernation. 

After a few weeks, the glorious weather began in earnest, and we took the opportunity to spend as much time out and about as we could. 


Wildflowers, Sarande, Albania

Some delightful days out involved bush-bashing around stunning areas of coast in the vicinity of Sarande. We encountered rough and wonky goat tracks along the rocks, with the odd snake here and there and plenty of thorny bushes. But the scenery was gorgeous, with the foliage of the golden coloured shrubs contrasting with the amazing blue of the sea. We discovered more secret and not-so-secret coves along the way. In some remote areas of the walks, we stumbled upon a few of the huge abandoned bunkers that dot the country's coastline. Some were filled with rubbish and graffiti, others were used practically to keep cattle in. 


A man and his sheep on a goat track

Yep, posing again!

One of countless bunkers in the area

Nearly deserted, Pasqyrave Beach

Resting along the goat track, up the hill from Pasqyrave Beach

These colours are real! Up the hill from Pasqyrave Beach

Another morning was spent slogging up a hill through some low-rise residential parts of Sarande we had never previously known existed, to a place where the houses gave way to rocks and goats, as a stony path continued up the valley to who knows where. Yet another involved an exploratory walk along the canals in the flat agricultural plains outside Sarande town. The small market gardens with upcoming yummy produce and olive groves were especially pleasing to see.


A cow in a yellow field, outside Sarande, Albania

We loved Ksamil last Autumn, and this time we were able to explore even more of the coast. The gorgeous blue sky, warm sun and sparkly clear waters were inviting as we walked from "The Last Bay" to the other end of Ksamil, and on the more remote beaches we were the only souls there. Other days we chose our favourite busier beaches and hung out in the clean sand and sea for the day, swimming and feeling happy.


Looking out to Corfu, Ksamil, Albania

The Last Bay, Ksamil, Albania

Unused life guard tower, Ksamil, Albania

The Sarande promenade, a building site on our last visit, was hastily finished in April with an opening occurring as the last tiles were laid and showers were still being installed on the beachfront. The town beach was not as wonderful as the shore further down the coast at Ksamil, and although it was only about 10 steps away from our building, we rarely hung out there. The promenade was, however, brilliant for people watching and ambling, with Albanians and tourists alike embarking on their "xhiro" (stroll) at around 6pm every evening. 

Other days we were very happy to sit on our enormous balcony, and read, exercise, listen to podcasts and enjoy the stunning view. We loved having our own kitchen to cook, and having no particular agenda. For more about what we've done around Sarande, this blog post from last November is more comprehensive. 


Food porn pics, you either love them or you hate them!! Typical taverna meal, Sarande, Albania

Big moon rising, view from our balcony, Sarande, Albania

We even partook in a few social evenings, including dinner dates with new mates and visiting a couple of the local bars, patronized by a mix of mostly American ex-pats and locals. Since we've been in the Balkans, we've tried to mix up our stays between hostels and private accommodation, as to balance our social experiences with some more personal time. To be honest, we really missed the Asian backpacker scene, and mixing with other travellers rather than ex-pats. 

After two months of blissing out in Sarande, the familiar feeling of itchy feet began again (must get that athlete's foot seen to), and we said goodbye to to our little piece of paradise in southern Albania. The urge to visit new parts was strong................


Another professional style selfie!

* Just a note about language. As we don't have certain unique Albanian letters on our keyboard, there are many inaccuracies with Albanian words, and we hope any Albanians reading will forgive us!

Friday, 23 April 2021

GHOST STATIONS AND SPRING FRUSTRATIONS - Bitola and Ohrid, North Macedonia

.....previous blog post about bizarre Skopje........


Splendid St John the Theologian, Kaneo, Ohrid, North Macedonia

When the time came to leave Skopje, we were determined to take a train to our next destination. The city's train station was hilariously abandoned and dilapidated, to the point where we expected a pack of zombies to emerge from the shadowy gloom. Trains were obviously not a well used mode of transport in North Macedonia. The friendly woman at the ticket office asked us why we only wanted a one way ticket to Bitola- not a great endorsement for our intended destination. Despite the shaky start, the train left on time from the one working platform, was perfectly modern and clean, and about half full for the journey. 

* A side note about language here. Almost all North Macedonians from all classes and ages seemed to speak at least some English, mostly to a very good standard. This contrasted hugely with what we experienced trying to communicate in Serbia and Albania. We never discovered the reason why, but we found it most interesting.


Railway lines coming into Bitola, North Macedonia

Follow the purple line

Sal slept on the train, as usual, but Rich was alert and happy, looking around at the winter scenes out the window. The scenery was a mix of pastoral land and forested hills, with snow capped mountains framing the picture.

It appeared the woman at Skopje station foresaw something we had missed about our trip to Bitola. Our stay in the second biggest city in North Macedonia was not successful, with several unavoidable factors combining to create a less than satisfactory stay. The first was the weather. Whatever high hopes we had garnered in Skopje with the sunny days and rising temperatures were dashed in Bitola after our first day there. Winter returned with the same ferociously as we experienced in the depths of December and January in Belgrade. Temperatures dived back down to as low as -9 degrees, and rain, sleet and snow were apparent every day, some days for the entire day and night. Although the hostel where we stayed was warm inside, the disappointment of slipping back into shitty weather, combined with not being able to comfortably walk around and see the sights was quite depressing. 

First there was rain.....

Then came the snow.......

Our hostel accommodation was eccentric, to say the least. It seemed the hostel had been empty of guests for many months, with only the managers living there. When we arrived (with a booking), we felt we were intruding on the couple's daily routine of sleeping on the common area couches all day, and shouting at each other at a high volume. We could have put up with the expensive, small room and the non-functioning shower, if the general vibe had have been friendly and inclusive, but it wasn't. After a day or two a couple of other travellers arrived and things improved somewhat, but we were happy to leave at the end of our stay. Richard, as usual, looked at things with a positive slant, and said we had been so lucky with our encounters in the Balkans so far, and that we were bound to come across a dud experience at some point! He was right, of course.

Before the crappy weather arrived, we were able to get out and about, and luckily, made the most of our first day in Bitola. The old town location where we were staying would have been charming in different circumstances. The old consulate mansions from the Ottoman period around the hostel were mostly falling down, but still held a modicum of grandeur. The old part of Bitola was actually more characterful overall than Skopje's old part, and despite our severe lack of sleep, and coldness, we managed a look around, albeit in zombie mode. 


Old town area of Bitola, North Macedonia

Tired and grumpy sight-seeing, Bitola, North Macedonia

One of many Islamic buildings in town, Bitola, North Macedonia

Finding some sun, Bitola, North Macedonia

Uncared for door, Bitola, North Macedonia

One of the highlights was discovering a cafe in the authentic old bazaar area run by two deaf brothers. It's location on a cobblestone street next to a river, and the friendly staff and customers lifted our blue mood (as did the killer coffee and salep they served). The main pedestrian area, Sirok Sokak, was filled with more posh cafes and historic neo-classical buildings, and it's close proximity to the hostel came in handy when the weather was bad. Unusually for us, we ate at restaurants during our stay- an excuse to get out of the hostel, but still be warm and cozy inside a venue. Not spending anything else during the day, we splurged on a couple of fantastic meals, that helped keep our spirits up. 


Our friendly find, cafe on the river, Bitola, North Macedonia

Deaf cafe had cool sign language pictures

Alcohol was our saviour in Bitola, North Macedonia

A feast at the local Irish bar, Bitola, North Macedonia

Salep drink, Bitola, North Macedonia


Skipping the famous Hellenistic ruins at Heraclea Lyncestis, as the main attraction mosaic floors were covered at that time of year, we opted instead to walk through the city parks, and up a lovely forested hill nearby and enjoy the last of the weak sun and nature with beautiful bird song and oak trees. 


Rugged up on the hillside, Bitola, North Macedonia

Beautiful oak forest, Bitola, North Macedonia


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The bus trip from Bitola to Ohrid was like a fairy tale come alive, with heavy snow covering the pine trees in the mountains and valleys. Vineyards, orchards and cute little rural houses dotted the country side. The sun had also come out, the scenery shined gloriously and our moods lifted immensely. 


From the bus, Bitola to Ohrid, North Macedonia

The first priority on arriving in Ohrid was to sort out some decent accommodation for our week's stay. We very quickly discovered a snug room with heating and plenty of hot water, a sunny balcony, fridge and a small stove. What made us happiest, though, was the lovely and welcoming family who ran the place. They settled us in, brought us coffee, local apples and lemons, and supplied us with all the information we needed (and thankfully took away all our smelly laundry to wash!). A good sleep saw us refreshed, clean and warm......and very happy!

Exploring the town of Ohrid was a joy. The picturesque old town spread gently down to the sparkling clear waters of Lake Ohrid, and with the blue sky as a backdrop and in the warm sun it was simply stunning. The amount of impressive sights to see was immense, and we loved wandering around the lake and back streets filled with buildings of various ages, many of them guesthouses now.


Old part of Ohrid, North Macedonia

What's behind the blue door?

Overlooking the lake, Ohrid, North Macedonia

Beautiful setting, Ohrid, North Macedonia

Clear water of Lake Ohrid, North Macedonia

St George Orthodox church paintings, Ohrid, North Macedonia

Narrow back streets, Ohrid, North Macedonia

Roman amphitheatre, Ohrid, North Macedonia

We enjoyed being there in the Spring, especially now the depressing wintery weather had disappeared, and could imagine in summer the place may be over run and busy with tourists -there appeared to be many facilities for eating, cafes, souvenir shops etc, mostly empty in March. 


View to Ohrid, North Macedonia

First signs of Spring, Ohrid, North Macedonia

Warm and sunny at Lake Ohrid, North Macedonia


Some of the extra wonderful highlights were the splendidly situated houses of worship. St Sophia church on a back lane near the lake lead to a wonderfully decrepit board walk, tucked under the cliffs which provided a scenic route to arrive at Ohrid's star attraction, the magnificent (and much photographed) St John the Theologian, Kaneo. The setting on the side of a cliff over-looking Lake Ohrid was breath-taking, and we took a breather there to admire the surroundings- limitless views across the lake with snowy mountains all around. The interior of the church was delicate and ancient, with many frescos destroyed by invaders, or faded away. An added plus was when the welcoming caretaker let us enter for free because we were Australian!


View of the town with St Sophia in the foreground, Ohrid, North Macedonia

Obviously enough of a problem for a sign!

Beneath the surface, St Sophia church, Ohrid, North Macedonia

The wonderful boardwalk to St John the Theologian, Kaneo, Ohrid, North Macedonia

Under the cliffs, Ohrid, North Macedonia

Boats on the shore of Lake Ohrid, North Macedonia

Gorgeous view of St John the Theologian, Kaneo, Ohrid, North Macedonia

Interior of St John the Theologian, Kaneo, Ohrid, North Macedonia

Exquisite interior of St John the Theologian, Kaneo, Ohrid, North Macedonia

We were lucky at the Byzantine-era St Clement and Panteleimon complex to come across another relaxed guard who allowed us to look around the cordoned off part of the ruins which were closed for repairs, if we promised to be careful and quick. As a result, we were able to view the brilliant floor mosaics protected under an open roof. The setting of the church was again beautiful, with more sweeping views across the endlessly impressive lake. The interior was less interesting, with the paintings being of a more unsophisticated nature. There was also a massive university being built on site, continuing the traditional of teaching at the church, apparently started by St Clements himself.


Ancient mosaics at St Clements and Panteleimon complex, Ohrid, North Macedonia

Lovely sunny day at St Clements and Panteleimon complex, Ohrid, North Macedonia

Stunning church at St Clements and Panteleimon complex, Ohrid, North Macedonia

St Mary Perybleptos was another unexpected treasure. We were slightly hesitant to enter, as there was an entrance fee, and normally we don't pay to enter religious buildings. But the friendly caretaker persuaded us, and we were so glad he did, as it was one of the best Orthodox churches we have seen. There was a strict no photography rule inside, unfortunately, as the paintings were considered very precious. The caretaker was less concerned with flash photography harming the frescos, and more with the Greeks seeing what was inside and replicating it!

Having been built in 1295, it was the oldest church in Ohrid, and very important for the Macedonians. During Turkish rule, when many churches were converted to mosques, everything cherished was moved to St Mary Perybleptos, and it became the centre for Orthodox Christians.

We loved the story about how smoke from candles had blackened the interior for hundreds of years, and the wonderful frescos were not discovered until 1952. The paintings in the outer part of the interior were not protected by the soot and wax, and the difference was immense. Our informative "guide" also pointed out the unusual portraits of Jesus at the last supper at a round table, and Jesus climbing a ladder up to the cross where he would be crucified.

A day trip to Struga, another town on the lake, further west, was enlightening. The bus took a route via the small, quiet back road along the lake which consisted mostly of small scale orchards, and was a lovely alternative to the bustle of the towns. We immediately liked Struga, the clear blue water in the river flowing down from the lake gave the place quite a different feeling to Ohrid. Although it wasn't as historic, the vibe was extremely local and pleasing, and we both decided if we ever came back to Lake Ohrid, we would like to use this town as our base. Again, it would be a spectacular setting in summer.


Loving the view at Struga, Lake Ohrid, North Macedonia

Rich looking out over Lake Ohrid, Struga, North Macedonia

The river at Struga, Lake Ohrid, North Macedonia

Street scene at Struga, Lake Ohrid, North Macedonia

Serene lake view, Struga, Lake Ohrid, North Macedonia

Just when we thought we were churched out, we tried one more in Struga, St George, which was something different yet again, and surprised us for it's rich interior. It was a busy mix of styles, textures, different building materials and colours. 


Delightful frescos, St George church, Struga, Lake Ohrid, North Macedonia

A wonderful mix of colour and light, Struga, Lake Ohrid, North Macedonia

For some reason, Ohrid had a huge number of vintage cars in various states of disrepair. We particularly loved the Serbian-made Zastava.


Classic old Yugoslavia car



One other notable thing in Ohrid town was the very obvious lack of Roma beggars. They were hanging around in Struga, and the other Macedonian towns we visited, but not in Ohrid. 


Stunning castle and old town view, Ohrid, North Macedonia


When the time came to leave lovely Ohrid, we discovered our options were severely limited. There was no public transport running across the border, presumably due to the Rona restrictions, and we therefore had to take a taxi (or rather a paid for lift with our helpful hosts) to the Albania town of Pogradec.

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Costs in North Macedonia were slightly higher than Serbia and more expensive than Albania. We found food (in cafes, small restaurants, supermarkets and fresh markets) in general to be a little more pricey than we were expecting. Accommodation was pretty much the same situation as in other Balkan countries. We could generally make it in under the £12 mark if we chose carefully, stayed a week at least, and stuck to places with more accommodation choices. Apart from Skopje, transport options were minimal supposedly due to Covid restrictions. We made sure we checked the day before we wanted to leave somewhere, as often there was only one option per day for buses or trains. 


Beautiful Macedonian money

*A Macedonian oddity? In every cafe where we ordered a cappuccino, we were given the option of foam or whipped cream. 


Cappuccinos with whipped cream? Only in North Macedonia!

Although we enjoyed our time in North Macedonia, especially at Lake Ohrid, we found there to be an somewhat stifling feeling of control and obedience. Perhaps it's just a sign of the times (locals are fined 20 Euros for not wearing a mask, the equivalent of two days wages). People were certainly just as friendly as other Balkan countries, but we weren't as relaxed travelling there as we were in Serbia and Albania.


North Macedonian flag

A lonely wander on the shores of Lake Ohrid, Struga, North Macedonia


.......next up, back to the south of Albania for the start of summer.......