Kosovo – Prishtina Finale
Posted on February 10, 2015
We have only a final day in Prishtina before Eva and I fly to Munich and home and Suzi heads to Greece, but there is a lot more to see here. We’re not quite sure where we are staying because Booking.com has changed our accommodations due to the other place closing its doors. Hostel Istanbul sounds pretty good to us and it’s located right at the outdoor market with its narrow lanes and only a block from the main avenue. We hail a taxi who takes us nearby but not close enough. Suzi takes off in search of the place and eventually finds it, as the parents wait on an icy street corner, holding a talkative drunk at bay.
We agree that the outside is not too great to look at but, hey, this is an adventure, no? In the modest lobby we see two men sitting at tables at what turns out to be the breakfast room. One is actively using his iPad and the other fiddles with his iPhone. We are shown to our rooms, up some marble stairs and around various corners.
We take a walk around the market, not so different from others around the world, I suppose, full of every imaginable kind of food and knick-knack.
Because it begins to rain, we leave the market and head for the main avenue.
Our thoughts turn to pasta, rice curry and bread, foods we normally duck, restricting our intake of carbohydrates as much as possible. We find a really nice, modern place for lunch.
Back on the street, we pass the Grand Hotel. We go in to check it out and see what’s so grand. We enter a cavernous but low ceilinged lobby, oppressive and dark like a dungeon. The single clerk is alert and tells us about the place in perfect, fluent English. It was built under Communist times 40 years ago and never refurbished. The hotel was recently sold and will be modernized. Mostly tour groups (suckers) stay here now. As personable and a natural for his job as clerk, he has already found a new job and will soon bail. More power to him.
The city hospital is running a sale on coronary bypass surgery for heart patients. Let’s get one now! At under $7000, that’s about a 90% discount from what we would pay in the good ole US of A.
Time now for that afternoon coffee and treats. Here’s a place. It lacks curb appeal from here but let’s take a closer look.
As night falls, we pass a pastry shop with various decorated cakes in the window.
As we head for home, we are careful where we step.
When we get back to Hostel Istanbul, our guys are still at the table fondling their Apple gismos. It turns out that the one is from near Lübeck, Germany, the city where Eva grew up, and is here on business.
We must now end our tale of our ventures in the Balkans. In the morning we must take a taxi to the airport, many miles away. Our most engaging host and owner of the hotel offers to take us there for a nominal fare. We can’t resist. He wrestles his SUV out of the snow, stows our gear, and off we go. He drives us right to the airport door and walks us to the correct counter and sees that all is well with us. We couldn’t ask for better service. He exemplifies all the good in the people we experienced on our entire trip. As a result we have had a wonderful vacation in the Balkans.