After a few hours driving along windy mountain roads dodging goat herds, pigs,
donkeys and pot holes we spotted the most beautiful beach for a swim. It was
down a steep unpaved track of about 150m from the main road. Moments later...
Boom and Hissssss...
Oh the cruelty! We were literally seconds away from a jump into the sea and it
was hot, hot, hot! Andrew sprang in to action however and tools were out and
the forlorn tire off.
The spare now on we had the issue of sourcing another tire in Albania. Not
that easy as it happens if the tire is non standard. Luckily by the beach
there was bar/restaurant and car park. We asked if we could stay there for the
night and told them about our tire situation. They were really friendly said
it was fine to stay, one of the daughters could speak English perfectly. She
said they could help us out getting the tire as it would be a lot easier for
them than us, we stayed until it was sorted.
The tyre size we needed turned out to be a rarity in Albania and after a few
days of searching we managed to get two second hand tires… That’s the way it
rolls in Albania, you buy in pairs and can’t often get new. Luckily the locals
were very helpful.
In the mean time we had a beautiful beach to enjoy, fresh fish at the
restaurant and hundreds of cats to feed…
Since Bluestar was clearly visible from the main coastal road we were quickly
spotted by a few friends we meet earlier in Greece, who were also driving
through Albania and stopped by to say hi.