Although neglected, destroyed, and forgotten many communist era monuments can still be seen today. Will these monuments survive or will they continue to erode from the Albanian landscape and Albanian consciousness?
After having lived in big american cities, life in a small town in Albania proved to be a kind of double culture shock. For better or worse, it isn’t important who you are as much as whose you are.
Enter the 28 year old male American Peace Corps Volunteer who without realizing it, will remind Albanian mothers of their sons who live abroad and will provoke sadness as well as motherly compassion.
The tale of the tortoise’s magic leaf, Medical science from the mountains, and the tale of the ugly sister are some of my favorite folklore from Edith Durham’s “High Albania”
In 1908, the people of northern Albania, specifically those who resided in the mountains, lived much as they had since antiquity. Foreign empires came and went but seldom did the conquerors possess the effort or the incentive to conquer the “wild tribes” of the north. In this way, Northern Albania had come to be seen by those of Western Europe as “the Land of the Living Past.”
For me, the most enjoyable part of learning a new language is understanding the music of that language. In fact, I can still sing you a few Juanes songs from when I was learning spanish. Although Albanian speakers are linguistic group of less than 10 million people divided by inaccurate borders and emigration, it produces plenty of music. In fact, some of it is quite enjoyable. Here are my favorites:
I decided to add some holiday flair to Albania’s most iconic image