Tuesday 28 April 2015

Albanian hospitality

Leaving Greece was always going to be sad. We'd spent almost 2 seasons of sailing in Greek waters: from the Aegean to the Ionian. Circumnavigating Greece was a wonderful experience. But the world awaits : at least the rest of the Mediterranean.

Albania was largely unknown to us. A few people we know had been there, but it was basically all to be new. Great ! A new country and culture. 

Albania was an ex communist country like Eastern Europe. The Greeks had referred to them as a country of gypsies, a Russian sailor I met in Corfu said they were bandits and would never go there. The coast is rather inhospitable. After he first few days I wondered why bother. But our visit to Butrint archaeological site in Sarande, Tirana the capital and now Durres has convinced me this is a place worthy to spend some time. As cruisers we need to watch our euros, Lek ...so for this Albania is great. Cheaper than Greece in most things. The absence of good anchorages or facilities for yachts is problematic, but not insurmountable. 
                                
Pavlov in Durres commercial port
                                   
                                         

Pavlov is now in Durres next to a high concrete dock. Our latest visitor is a large steel ship on bow. See Steve's blog for pic.

Hospitality must be an Albanian characteristic. We have been an oddity in the streets. Everyone stares at us? Steve says it might be his shorts! But all people we meet are very helpful and generous. 

A few examples of this hospitality: in Sarande a 17 year old girl took me to change money because the bakery couldn't change my 5ooo Lek note. She spoke excellent English and wants to study psychology in Norway. She happened to listen in to my attempts at conversation and offered to help.

In Orikum I went to the village to get money and some food, leaving Steve on Pavlov in the only marina in Albania. Walking back from the village a car stopped and a man said" port?" I clearly stood out again. After doing so many auto stops in Turkey I studied the man and car , and decided he was genuine. First hitchhike in my life. Safe to say I made it back to the boat with two ice creams barely melted at all. 

In Durres we were beckoned over to 3 men sitting in local coffee shop. They asked us to stay for a drink" raki" ? We said ok for coffee. It was only 9 am. It turned out that they were from a large ship nearby called Roger?! they said it was their way, to offer hospitality to strangers. 

In Durres yesterday, we stopped for a coffee after shopping in the open air market. A young man began to speak to Steve. He was a professional soccer player. His dad owned the coffee shop and offered to buy us the coffee. Wonderful hospitality. 

History is another interest of mine. When The National museum in Canberra was built it was very controversial. It reflected a different view of our past. History and its presentation certainly is not objective. Albania has had a violent past. The twentieth century has witnessed war after war. Studying photos of 19th and 20 th century Albanians often show men, women and children holding guns. The reputation Albania has a country in which blood feud still operates has some basis in fact. But the country still is coming to terms with its communist past: like the rest of Eastern Europe.
The National Museum in Tirana is a typical static, not modern museum. The period after the war when the communists were in power is presented as the period of terror. There is no other information on the period 1945 to 1990. The period of the war is missing, where a Nazi collaborating government was in power. Yet when you visit places like Durres there is an emphasis on monuments which celebrate the efforts of the partisans in standing up to the fascist invasion in WW2. They were communists. Statues stand to remind all today of the fight. In other excommunist countries such statues were pulled down. but they commemorate Albania standing up to the Fascists and the Nazis, so they stay. 
There is a conflict here. Truly representing the past is a difficult thing. 


                                          

                               

                                
 
                                                     Plaques on walls in Durres ,
                                  evidence of the opposition to the fascists in Durres.







Sunday 5 April 2015

Six months of Wintering in Lefkas

Time for remembering and reflection:again. Lots has happened since November. Berlin, Potsdam, Prague, Xmas and meeting new friends. Soon we will depart Greece for new countries- Albania, Montenegro, Croatia and our next winter home Sicily.

Firstly Germany. What a great place! Due to just good luck we arrived in time for the celebration of the coming down of the wall. Steve's blogs have covered this but maybe my perspective is different: bound to be.

For at least 20 years I taught WW1 and Germany 1918-1945 to HSC students in NSW schools. There were times that I said I didn't want to study or teach these topics any more. I wish I had the opportunity to visit Berlin and Potsdam while exploring these topics.

I was struck by the landscape. We drove along motor ways, or autobahn, into the heart of Berlin. I could easily imagine Hitler's tanks rolling along them or his people's car the Volkswagen, which I am pretty sure I saw photos of when it was first produced next to a beaming Hitler, on one of these autobahns. Around Berlin it is quite flat. There are quite few horse stables outside Berlin , so flat.


Our Moroccan room in wonderful Petra and Marco's home Deetz, Germany

Petra and Marko our dear friends were great hosts in Germany. They really went out of their way to give us an amazing German experience:cultural and culinary. We visited Kiel,  Lubeck and Weimar. Drank German beer, experienced a real beer house, were taken to some truly amazing musical and cabaret events. Mutti's Kinder was probably my favourite, followed by the musical event in the church in Potsdam. We were definitely enculturated! is this a word?

Germany

Prague was a city I have always wanted to visit. Buildings in the centre of the old city are covered in paintings, or drawings. the clock is beautiful. At night the lights make Prague a fairy land. Fortunately we stayed in a hotel near the train station. We soon got a gist of the tram network and started to use it. It rained a bit so using public transport was essential. I remembered the film "The Incredible Lightness of Being " which Ray and I saw when it was first released. I was also reminded of the images of Russian tanks rolling into this beautiful city in 1968 as Dubcek had tried to give communism a human face. Moscow was not ready for this. The cold war was at its height.

We spoke to a woman in a lovely coffee shop about the economic situation in the Czech Republic. Many are unemployed and businesses are going under. She said she was lucky to still be there. Tourism is clearly vital to Prague's economy. There are many sites to see and the centre looks prosperous. But it is only a facade, as for many of these cities in Europe. Go into the streets behind and you see the poor living conditions. Greece is the same. What tourists see is the side which they only want to see in the main. The real country is a few streets away.

Back in Lefkada for Xmàs, Anne and Gordon hosted lunch. Great to find friends so far away. Finally I finished my painting after Classes with Lissa in Lèfkas town ,bought a new guitar from Berlin and continued going to the gym. My hand was a minor issue, but the ganglion got cut out for 4300euros!


My painting finished, but how am I going to frame it!!


Not happy!! 

So now in Moutros.We cast off the lines in Lefkas and sailed north to Paxos. Now opposite Corfu we wait to cross for Greek Easter. Can't wait. 
Going to try blog more in 2015, you know history and everything.

Yasas!