Spending only one evening in Bajram Curri, one has only a short time to explore, thus I have but one thing to say regarding cuisine in the town. Being a fair bit knackered after the journey from Gjakova, I took a nap at the hotel, and awoke around 19:30 hungry. I hadn't changed any Euros into Lek before my siesta, and anyone who has been through the town knows how likely finding a place to change money is, at that hour on a week-end. At any rate, with my stomach yelling at me, I sallied forth in search of sustenance. Restaurants certainly do not abound in this mountain village, though I did find a small shop selling pizzas and pastries. I asked for a pizza and the man behind the counter replied that it would be 200 Lek, but I had no Lek, only Euros, which I humbly conveyed to the proprietor. In sign language / etc. he conveyed that they would not accept Euros. When he realized that I had no Lek, he gave me the pizza for free, accepting no payment whatsoever, regardless of my efforts to the contrary. A stark ccontrast to western society from a small business owner in the most extreme of hard-scrabble existences, and a beacon of the over all travel experience I had while in Abania. Leave a Comment
Theme: LocalDirections: Two minutes from the Hotel Ermal, or less by foot.
on June 30, 2006
