Some of you may be under the impression that I earnestly patrol the streets of Tirana and scan the newspapers daily for interesting stuff to post here, with occasional dog-related diversion. In fact, I spend a considerable amount of time sitting on the balcony drinking beer and reading detective stories. When I'm not doing that I'm often in restaurants, cafes and bars. On Monday afternoon I ended up at Floga with some friends. Ryan, Beni, Dritan and James James, a Peace Corps volunteer we know, was in town for a few days. We met up and headed out for coffee. Just before we left I got a call from Dritan. How about a drink later? Sure, but I've got a friend with me. No problem, bring him along. At the cafe James called Ryan, another Peace Corps guy in Tirana for the weekend. Dritan phoned. Where are you? We're downtown - there's another guy with us now. OK. See you soon. We met up. Introductions were made. You want a drink? How about something to eat? We made a few no...