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Sunday, 27 January 2019

Kosovo, part IV - Prishtina (iv): Katedralja e së Shën Nënë Tereza në Prishtinë and more Prishtina city

Missing persons in Kosovo from the war


As the title suggests - even though it's in Albanian - the mainstay of this entry is the Cathedral of Saint Mother Teresa, who was born to a Kosovar Albanian family in Skopje, and is therefore claimed by the Kosovars as one of their most celebrated alumni, if you will. It was a little strange to me - and actually to the guide on our walking tour, who remarked on it - that Kosovo, a Muslim-majority country, had for its most celebrated heroes and noted figures people who were famous at least partly because of their public services due to their Christian faith - Mother Teresa, and Skanderbeg.

The cathedral was the last destination on our itinerary, after the university library and the Ottoman quarter and walking around the city in the blistering heat, which I all but melted in. If I want scorching weather I'll stay in Asia, thanks. I had no idea it was still going to be this hot in mid October - I was expecting much cooler weather.

Prishtina last day which I enjoyed, and last night, where I stayed up all night chatting to an English guy called Ian and a German girl whose name I've forgotten now, and also some people who came and went, as they do. The next day me and Ian and a Filipino girl called Lila were all set to leave, me and Lila to Prizren, where we had booked the same hostel - it's far more common in this part of the world than you would expect. We decided to go to the bus station together as it was a 40 minute walk that was much more pleasant when you have company, and so that was what we did.

Bus ride to Prizren was hot and boring but made nicer by Lila's company, which I was grateful for, and she felt the same way, as well. After all these years on the road and multiple countries, it's still good to have the companionship of other people at times, especially when you're a solo east Asian woman.

I think we've established Kosovar coffee is the absolute best

Inside Mother Teresa cathedral



Burek from Bosnia of course








The walking tour poster in the hostel

The hostel kitchen. Easily one of my favourite hostels on this trip





A typical Prishtina coffee shop where their youth spend their time. Kosovo, like all other Balkan countries, suffers from a serious "brain drain" and unemployment problem, and most of their people like to while away their time in coffee shops such as these, discussing politics and gossip and other affairs


The exterior of Mother Teresa Cathedral




Sunday, 6 January 2019

Kosovo, part II - Prishtina (ii): more local bars. Skanderbeg statue, and the local mosque

Hostel breakfast

Had yummy hostel breakfast which was included in the price tag, and consisted of hard boiled eggs, bread, Ajvar (a savoury, slightly spicy orange Balkan paste) and plum jam, along with cheese. Now I'm not a huge fan of bread and will eat it when I'm in the mood, so my breakfast was usually me sitting down with a cup of coffee, an egg or two and some Ajvar and plum jam, which were both served in shot glasses.

After this I decided to go on the walking tour, which convened at the Skanderbeg statue on the square across from the hostel. Skanderbeg is a 15th century Albanian national hero who fought against, and held the Turks at bay. He is viewed by some historians as a contemporary of Vlad Dracula, the real life Romanian warlord who inspired Bram Stoker's Dracula. That's how I got to know of him.

Skanderbeg





It was very hot and I managed to take in all that the guide was saying, but appreciated at the same time that this would have been much better if it wasn't so scorchingly hot. In the evening I went on a mini pub crawl of my own and had loads of cheap cocktails, as I do.

More to come.

The entrance to one of the mosques. One of the Australian girls on the walking tour questioned the safety of this makeshift bridge


Inside the mosque
















Waiting for coffee