Been Behind, Still Staying There
It's September 18th now, and we haven't tantalized your tasty blog-buds for a while; and this little morsel isn't the remedy. Just a note...
Made it from Montenegro into Albania yesterday, in the midsts of a murderous rainy pourdown. The Hajji's back window, for those not in the know, shattered itself on the highway in Croatia, (the result of a Dutch bicycle pedal leaning against her for three months), and the southern Montenegrin roads were none too nice on it. We arrived at the border with half the back bay open to the elements, and our duct tape straining to keep out God's tears. No problem though...we've sheltered ourselves in the town of Shkodra, and are in the warm and soft hands of an Albanian travel agency family, a la Waserman.
Rectification re: up top...Ben is beside me tapping out an Italian entry that'll satisfy. By the time you read these words, you will have read his.
On another note, Lauren, aka Rain, Ren, is set to write her first blog in the coming days. It'll be up to her to recount the short days her and I, (Cous), spent in Venice - sans Ben and sans Hajj! Read her binary and make her feel welcome...
And furthermore, we have just uploaded dozens, nay, SCORES, of photos that should better illustrate what the Hajji crew has been getting up to and in to. Hope you enjoy! For now, a taste...
Ren captured this rare photo of Benny letting out a wholloping sneezum...in a campsite outside the Hate-Centre of the Balkans: Sarajevo.
Love from all of us to all of you, wherever you are...we're always here.
P.S. To let you know we are all doing tremendous, this was shot 3 days ago in Montenegro.
Note: Ren's skilled finger is simply pointing out our dear and ready Hajji in the valley below.