Summer 2009 - Our house in Lin to Lin's arrival has done at dusk, it was almost dark when we realized that the truck Papinou could not climb the hill leading to our house ... big disappointment.
But imagine our surprise when, after pushing the door we ran into the living room covered with a granular material, crumbly, spread in large quantities on the ground! I initially thought that the ceiling had collapsed and he was the insulating material but with electricity and light we understood it was wheat. And yes, thousands of tiny grains of wheat covered the entire main room. Why?? Just to dry! The former owners did not know that we arrived and thought simply to dry in their old house, PES jo!
Have you ever seen a girl make castles of wheat? Well yes we are, everything is possible here.
After the arrival disturbing the household once done, we enjoyed our first home in Albania. What a pleasure to find the smells, sounds and atmosphere of our lives in Elbasan! And here the show stripped of his crop.
A small tour, with the view of the show on the dining room.
It then comes into the kitchen and bathroom. I know that our architect friends are shocked by this sequence, but I, as long as there is water in the two rooms that suits me. And this was not the case at first. In the summer, "depozite" (the ball reserve) which is on the roof is not powered by water from the system due to lack of pressure. He must get up at six o'clock in the morning to fill bottles and the bath because the water running the tap only lasts one hour from 6 to 7. Super holiday! The boys thus dismantled the depozite and have descended into the garden, so the pressure is sufficient to fill up early, finished fetching water at dawn.
Just then the room we occupied three. Another is to restore the ceiling to the floor.
Below, a piece "conditioned" old stone remains cool in summer and warm in winter, if we want to heat it a little.
The house is at the top of the village at the crossroads of the way to the basilica and the main street yet very polished and slippery pavement. The work started at the bottom of the village should soon enable better access to us.
The view from the terrace directly overlooking the archaeological site of the building visited by many tourists.
The garden is fallow but full of fruit trees. We have figs, plums, persimmons, wedges, grapes and apples.
On the terrace, the evening is much more airy and pleasant to Elbasan where the heat is stifling. Madjid and Elkierd will testify.
Meanwhile take Vilson his niece by telling her stories of Indians of the northern plains.
The neighborhood welcomed us with a warmth that was not expected despite our knowledge of the country. We swapped the roasting vegetables cons, received far more than we could give, even smiling faces when the words were missing ... thank you all so kindly offered us this place in your neighborhood.
And when you have nothing and we give what little we have, what a lesson of how to live we receive, we Europeans distinguished and mannered. Learn to do the same and we can begin to talk about civility.
Amarildo Here, our little neighbor village guide. From the top of his twelve years is already a little man.
And then there are girls, girlfriends Majlana: Eriola, Meri, Iana ... A shout through the door and outstretched arms and now our daughter disappeared for an hour or two. Moving from one house to another, from a greater to a smaller one, she learned her first words of Albanian with these ladies. Thank you to them. The Neighborhood
are also animals, everywhere in the country. Noisy donkeys:
in good milk goats and sheep for cheese:
cows And hidden here and there, between the branches or cars by location.
Albania is lived, breathed, tasted and listened. From very early until nightfall is the concentrate of life anywhere, anytime. So do not forget to take a nap by the lake to rest a little of this!
Personally I prefer those, less noisy and less polluting. 
pump gasoline from another era! 
Back to Berat in Vilson where the welcome is always so pleasant. Hello my Albanian family! 
View Hills BILC 
Olive trees in the terraces and bottom Tomorri 
road Tirana - Elbasan to return 
Escale amid nowhere in the quiet countryside Montenegrin 
And why not transform the laundry tub raft child? 
Seen from above it's all so beautiful! 
But Albania is rarely disposes of its concrete mushrooms ... a thought for Enver Hoxha dictatorship! 
