Humanity in Albania’s Accursed Mountains

11 Posted by - October 25, 2014 - Albania, Bike Tour, Pedal, People, Travel
"STOP!" A small voice calls from deep within Albania's wild Alps. I slow my pedaling. "PLEASE stop," it begs. I hit my brakes. A young boy runs into view from a long dirt path tripping over his flip flops. Two younger boys follow shortly behind. They can't stop grinning as they stare at Justin and me. "Hello," I smile back. "How are you?" "Very good, thank you, and you?" the older boy inquires. "I'm great, thanks!" The little blonde one winks and gives me a thumbs up. 20140910-DSC_2181 The older boy sees my camera and asks for a solo picture of himself. I nod yes, and he shoos the young ones aside, suavely runs his hands through his hair, puffs out his chest and crosses his arms in front of him. Just as I bring the camera to my face, he runs towards me and points to my sunglasses. Of course, I nod. 20140910-DSC_2184 He asks to see the photo. "Very nice!" he approves. By the time we wave good-bye, a handful of kids from unseen houses have joined us. 20140910-DSC_2185 My sunglasses are passed from kid to kid, but eventually make their way back to me.


  • The Lazy Biker November 5, 2014 - 10:47 pm Reply

    May i borrow your shades

    • b_puliti November 11, 2014 - 3:16 pm Reply

      I should have just given them away to the kids. I ended up dropping them and running them over with my own bike on our last day in Albania.

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