I ended up in Krahësi by accident. My plan was to sit on the bus heading east for half an hour.

I got nervous and sat there for two hours watching the Albanian landscapes pass by. Finding a place to photograph from a bus window is quite a gamble.

What if it’s even more interesting after the next turn? Nope and you’ve already past. I tried to explain that I’m not going to step on the ride anymore, when we had a coffee break on the road in Albania style. I was told we were in the middle of nowhere.

I started walking towards the closest village and took my first picture of cars passing by at 11:43am.