Glimmers of hope after the Albanian Blood Feud tragedy
Having blogged a few weeks back about the tragedy of Tani Prroj, it seems that all kinds of things have been happening. It has made
Having blogged a few weeks back about the tragedy of Tani Prroj, it seems that all kinds of things have been happening. It has made
I’ve visited Albania to speak on Langham conferences 5 times now – and one or two delegates have been to every single event. One of
I meant to add this to the previous post: a shot of the Roman Amphitheatre in Durrës taken from the roof of a nearby tower-block.
It was just a few years ago. 1966 in fact. An Albanian (Vangjel Toçi) living in Durrës (the country’s largest port and site of the
Am in Vlorë, a dusty and concrete port city situated in a beautiful area of southern Albania, for a Langham conference (here’s the sunrise from
Gjirokaster is an ancient stone city in southern Albania – not far from the Greek border. It was the birthplace and hometown of the wonderful
Ismail Kadare is fast becoming one of my favourite writers. An Albanian who has divided his time between his native land and Paris since the
How do you make a concrete jungle less foreboding? Well you cover it up of course. Tirana is in some ways an artificial capital. Not
So I’m back in Albania for the 3rd visit, but this time, we’re just 7 in a hotel on the outskirts of Tirana. The idea
I took this on Monday evening from the conference centre just along the coast from Durrës, Albania, where I was involved with the latest Langham
Am now sitting in a wireless hotspot in Vienna airport killing time while i wait the London connection. Blink and it’s all been finished. But
Here in sunny Albania for only 4 days – seems bonkers to come all this way for such a short time (well it’s not that