May 30, 2014

Music is important!

If you go to Albania, its music is one of the things you will immediately notice. Music is played all the time in most buses, shops and bars. In contrary to the other Balkan countries I have been before, western music (Rock or HipHop) is quite unpopular. Albania has of course its own folklore music and made their pop music out of it. Let's listen to some very popular songs I heard there:
The videos of all these songs have much more views than the Albanian population. It is also interesting that about 80 % of the songs were produced by one single producer named Alfred Sula.

While listening, have a look at some photos of the inner city of Shkodër:

In the sheshi Parruce. (They just renamed many streets
and places so that you will have troubles with older
tourist maps and Google maps etc.)
In the same place. Later in the evening it was overcrowded.












One of the palaces in the same street.
(I don't know its name).
The same palace at night.

A mosque. Note that Albania is no religious country.
I will come back to this in a further post.
I was baffled to see a Big Brother fan shop.

The rruga 13 Dhetori at night. ("rruga" means "street")
The same street during the day. (Image taken from the Wikipedia)

Besides the Albanian pop music, folklore music is still wide-spread. There are many bands playing traditional instruments at weddings, town festivals etc. Some examples:
  • The Seferi brothers
    Unfortunately I could not listen to such a performance. (Btw. nice drum solo at 4:40)
  • Mir Seferi & Berti Sula
    This is how I saw bands playing - the drums are programmed and the keyboard does the most. The mandolin-like instrument is a Bağlama. Another popular instrument is the Çifteli.

Lessons learned:
  1. Music is important!
  2. Shkodër is more beautiful than what one might think at the first look. (Unfortunately I left it too early by mistake.)

May 27, 2014

The timeless castle and the quiet lake

Today's Shkodër is the result of a change in nature: The town was founded below the Rozafa hill that surmounts the confluence of the 2 rivers Buna and Drin. The first settlement was located at the north side of the hill. Due to the limited space at this side of the hill the city grew towards the south of the hill. During the 19th century the Drin began to change its stream bed so that the city was often overflooded. As result the old town had to be abandoned and a new town was built where it is today. Therefore the houses of the town are relatively new but the inner city is nevertheless pleasant (see the next post).

Before we start a walk let's tune on Thievery Corporation - Illumination.

It was very hot and everybody who could avoid to go out of the houses did so. It was funny that people offered me water commiseratively because they thought I was forced to walk in the heat. Walking from the town center to the famous Rozafa castle is only 2 km through the city. If necessary you will always find some shadow.

The castle seen from the town.
The entrance.

The castle is large and for the most part a ruin. Since thousands of years there is a fortress on top of the hill. Therefore its history is interesting. The current castle was destroyed during the very cruel Siege of Scutari. (About 20.000 casualties - this was about 10 % of the population of Montenegro that time!)
At the innermost part of the castle is the house of the commander which is now a small museum about the history of the castle and also of the town. I can recommend this museum because, in contrary to the museums in Belgrade and Cetinje, you get a lot of information also in English. One can even ask a historian. It was exciting that he could explain almost everything about Albania's history. OK, no other tourists were in the museum and he was happy to talk.
History is a good reason to visit the castle and another one is the breathtaking view to the Lake Skadar.

The lake.
The old bridge over the Buna.

The pictures cannot describe the gorgeous view (the sun hindered me to take better picture) and the sundown was absolutely amazing! I thought this cannot be topped. But this is Albania and this was just the start!

It is unbelievable to see such a large lake and absolutely no vessel on it; just pure nature. One reason is that the border between Albania and Montenegro crosses the lake and in the communist era it was forbidden to enter the border zone. Another one is that the Montenegrin part of the lake is a national park. Also, the water level of the lake is changing during the year by about 5 meters while its average depth is only 5 - 9 meters. The size of the lake is therefore varying a lot. A side effect is that the Buna flows is different directions - sometimes from the Drin towards the lake and sometimes from the lake towards the sea. (For the experts: The lake fills a so called Polje.)

Confluence of the Drin (left) and the Buna (right)
The Buna an the new swing bridge.
Until 2011 there was only a single bridge over the Buna!
View to the former location of the town.
View along the Drin.
 
View to the town and the Prokletije.
The museum.

The area around the Buna is the recreation area of Shkodër. There are playgrounds, good restaurants and bars. One exception is the neighborhood at the old bridge on western river bank. The people there are very poor and some houses are in a horrible state. The childs there were begging quite aggressively. This was the only place where I felt a bit uncomfortable in Albania. There is a long promenade from the old bridge into the center of Shkodër. It is nice to walk there because one one side you find several restaurants where you can sit outside in gardens, on the other side you have the river and the promenade is full of people. It is a bit like a catwalk where people want to see and to be seen. The darker it gets in the evening the more people are on the promenade and also all over the inner city.

The Buna seen from the swing bridge.
There are many nice large restaurants and
playgrounds along both river banks.
The urban area at the old bridge.


Incredible that this old and narrow bridge was for
decades  the only point where the Buna could be crossed
The promenade.


The important lesson to learn was:
In summer in Albania almost everybody is out in the evening but not in the night. During the day you have most places for yourself.
(This sounds trivial but is important to know as you will notice in the next posts.)

Partyboot

Ich musste den Bandkollegen versprechen, auch mal einen HipHop-Text zu schreiben. Na ja, Lyrik ist nicht so meins, aber ehe der Text auf der Festplatte verstaubt, dann lieber im Internet:

Du bist durch und hängst schlaff am Strand
hast nichts erreicht außer ein' Sonnenbrand
Abends machst du dich erst mal locker
öffnest ein Bier und pflanzt dich aufn’ Hocker
du willst später noch was saufen
aber ja nicht zu weit laufen


Ey,
Chillaxen ist von gestern so cool wie kleine Schwestern
Chillaxen ist ein Scheiß so farbig wie schwarz weiß

Also komm in die Puschen und geh jetzt schnell duschen
Geh mal raus ins Leben, und lass die Party beben
Schlussendlich doch noch aufgerafft
hast du es zu nem Klub geschafft
der Eintritt ist zwar nur ein Zehna
doch sind dir sind zu viel Leute da
also leichten Herzens zurück zum Zelt
da wo es dir eh besser gefällt


Alter,
Chillaxen ist von gestern so cool wie kleine Schwestern
Komm mit aufs Partyboot, da wo die Party tobt!
Abhängn’ geht zu Hause, wir sind hier zur Sause
Komm mit aufs Partyboot, da wo die Party tobt!

Denn Eintritt gibt es nicht
hingegen heiße Ladies und super Aussicht
Je nach Laune auf ein Boot mit Pool
oder mit GoGo Dancern, Hauptsache es ist cool
Latin, HipHop oder House - suchs dir aus
Wir dancn’ aufm Deck, du nicht mal im Haus


Denn,
Wir gehn aufs Partyboot, da wo die Party tobt!
Chillaxen ist von gestern so cool wie kleine Schwestern
Wir gehn aufs Partyboot, da wo die Party tobt!
Vergiss Mallorca, Belgrad ist der neue Star!

Denn der erste Rakia geht aufs Haus
und auch die DJane sieht fantastisch aus
warme Luft kühlt unsre Haut
wir tanzen in Extase mit ner heißen Braut
Die Sonne geht auf und jeder ist zu zweit
und zum Hostel ist es nicht weit


Tja,
Wir komm’ vom Partyboot, da wo die Party tobt!
Vergiss Mallorca, Belgrad ist der neue Star!
Wir komm’ vom Partyboot, da wo die Party tobt!
Vergiss Mallorca, Belgrad ist der neue Star!

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May 12, 2014

The daily struggle - when an engineer meets marketing people

I am often asked what makes my job difficult. This is not easy to explain because many cannot imagine what is going between engineers and sales persons.
A few days ago I found this superb video illustrating what happens when an engineer is in a meeting with marketing people:
The Expert
I laughed until I cried. That fits so perfectly! - the majority in the meeting are marketing and sales persons without much technical background. They call the poor engineer "expert" all the time and he is not allowed to say NO even if a task is obviously impossible. Moreover the customers don't know what they really want. The real challenge for the engineer is to be polite - in every case. (Also true is that "experts" don't wear ties ;-) )
In fact only one person has a real clue but the others are paid anyway.

The forb(h)idden path to Albania

The medication worked so that Albania could be the next target and I  could make the road by walking:
Menahan Street Band - Make the Road By Walking

As I wrote in a former post, some Serbians don't like the Albanians and sadly the same applies also for many Montenegrins. I was warned several times that Albania is extremely dirty, people are violent, everybody would try to rob me... These predictions are so ridiculous but people really believe in them although that they have never been there. This is not only crazy but also very dangerous: Lack of knowledge is in most cases the reason for wars!

I took a bus from Kotor to Bar via Budva. Bar is the final station of the magnificent railway line from Belgrade and also a kind of border town inside Montenegro. The reason is the district of Ulcinj which is mainly populated by Albanians. The street signs are therefore bilingual (Albanian and Serbo-Croatian). Montenegro gathered this district from the Ottoman Empire during the Congress of Berlin.
Compared to other Montenegrin destinations there are much less buses to Ulcinj and the people in the Bar bus station warned me not to go further than to Ulcinj. They also said that there is no bus or rail connection between Albania and Montenegro. I thought, OK, then I can take a taxi but the taxi drivers refused to drive to Albania. They only wanted to drive to a place 2 km before the border and then I should work. I did not trust them and therefore took a bus to Ulcinj to find out more. And there are 2 buses a day between Ulcinj and Shkodër. They are more expensive than other buses but much cheaper than a taxi in any way.

The tension was mounting more and more. What will happen at the border and how will Albania look? The road to Shkodër crosses a very exciting landscape that is definitely worth to explore if one has an own car! Close before the border we had to leave the bus and were seated in several old minibuses. That was a bit strange because suddenly also some beggars appeared who were quickly scared away by the border police. Eventually, one comes to a normal border station and except of some beggars the first impression of Albania is that you are in a normal country like the other Balkan countries. The minibus ended a bit outside of the center. There were no street signs with directions nor any tourist signs so that one is forced to ask the people. This was the first lesson to learn:
Albania is a country with lack of written information – you have to communicate directly by talking and asking.

My first hotel in Albania. Its is cheap, clean and you
have a nice view over the city and at the Albanian alps.
According to the gentle woman at the reception the interior of
the rooms is the original one from communist times. It is a
bit spartan but consists of all that one needs.


View to the Sheshi Nënë Tereza.
View at out of the window to the Migjeni theatre and the Sheshi Demokracia.