My first taste of Albania was riding the Lake Koman ferry, a personal introduction with not only the country but with the warm, generous, lovable Albanians. Little did I know that traveling through Tirana and Berat would drag me further under Albania’s...
Sweeping bluffs and barren foothills border Lake Koman’s julep-hued waters. All is hushed across this wind-scarred basin. An occasional solitary homestead peeks from the depths of a protected inlet, but there are no roads, telephone wires or visible electric...
