The peaceful Pearl. From the sea to the lake.

 

 

At 9:31 in the morning we left the hotel in Albania and at 15:00 we turned into our street in North Macedonia.

We had bought a watermelon on the way still in Albania. And at the border crossing we learned that there is no queue for those crossing the border on foot, and they can walk straight past the cars and to the counter as they see fit. Even if there is only one passenger in the car. Otherwise, the drive was rather uneventful.

We ate pizza, chicken fillet and spaghetti in creamy sauce (they called it Carbonara for some inexplicable reason) and then went for a walk by the lake. We watched the sun set behind the mountains of Albania, went grocery shopping and returned to our apartment. I ate half of the watermelon I bought on the side of the road (it's the most delicious one), I drank two glasses of the tea that the auntie in Montenegro brought me, and now I'm considering whether all of that was a good idea at nine o'clock in the evening.