Today I am not at my desk. Not for some time anyway. Today I am on the long and winding path down the mountain tracks to the Nene Teresa Tirana International Airport to pick up my Christmas present from South Africa. It is so worth the time and effort. You will see why soon!
It is a wonderful surprise. A very last minute call. A very extravagant idea. An amazing gift from home. If you cant take Mohammed to the mountain, you had better know how to bring the mountain to Mohammed. I could not get home for Christmas and New Year, so home has come to me.
Albania welcomes, with arms wide open, The Lovely KT. She will now experience first hand what it is like to live the life of depravation in an expat environment on a jobsite far far away.
There were some panicy starts to this little adventure of which I will write about when all is said and done.
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