Folk

Today was supposed to be an easy day to make up for the epic race through Europe. Unfortunately driving in Albania is a nerve twanging, danger Laiden hell ride. Albania is a very poor county and the roads are ridiculous. At one point the fast lane of the motor way turned into on coming traffic then turned into a dirt track and then into a dead dog. There are horse and carts and pot holes big enough for a family of four. We eventually made it safely to the Macedonian border but not before lunch which included deep fried rooster penis that was quite unpleasant but still one of the only edible parts of the meal.

We have just been for an authentic macedonian meal that was pretty good. The meal was accompanied by authentic folk music that was pretty bad. We then chased after an elusive open night club on a Monday in skopje before giving up and coming back for a proper nights sleep.