This is a real time post.
I have ended up in Peja and it was not scheduled at all.
A friend of a friend drove me here and I almost wanted to get back 5 minutes after I had arrived.
She stopped for two hitchhikers on the road, we had some nice conversation in the car, and then every one has taken different roads.
I had wandered for a while why all of my colleagues told me good things about this place.
I was pretty disappointed ’cause I expected some nice mountain village with sheeps and flowers.
Of course, in comparison to Pristina the air here was much more breathable!
Then at 2 PM we met again and she took me to a typical restaurant in the mountains… and there my perspective changed (a post will follow).
Yes, the two pictures here below counts as positive aspects!!! 🤣
And here is the reason why I wanted to leave:
Most of the city is like this.
Just like the injured stray dogs that I met and whose vision still haunts me.
But the indifference of people towards so much pain and sufference is something that hurts the most.