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At the weekend we finally took a trip on the teleferic. The weather was dry but a little hazy, so the photographs of the city are not the best. The teleferic itself is good fun. Unfortunately, someone seems to have forgotten to develop the top of the mountain where the ride stops. We walked out of the terminal building to be greeted by an incomplete viewing tower, a muddy road and a random collection of minibuses taking visitors to the mountainside hotels and restaurants along a narrow, badly surfaced, litter-strewn road. Maybe they will do something with it in time for next summer.


traveller one said…
Those shots are quite good Alwyn! But isn't it so disappointing at the top?? We drove up and didn't even get out of the car at the end of the road. It just looked like muck, horse-poo, and garbage. Yuck.
ローラ said…
that is a really pink house.
ourmanintirana said…
There was a lime green one on a hill top as well, but I didn't get a picture. I thought the pink clashed a bit with the Albanina flag.
ITS said…
The pink house belongs to the King!

Elvis never died, he moved to Albania and built a pink house to go with the pink Cadillac!
Anonymous said…
what's happened to this mountain? a ski lift?
and yellow cabs?

this is progress?
ourmanintirana said…
It will only truly be progress when there is a McDonalds and a Starbucks at the top.

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