Continued from Alb KT, Part 3 - “KT - Pet Detective”
No need for my comments. Let’s just get straight onto it.
Here we go. Check the video at the bottom. It’s priceless.
** KT’s input in blue:
KT Albania Log Book Day 4
Waking up on the morning of the 31st feeling rather sheepish. Betwixt the bears in cages, falling off a horse and trying to save a Albanian junk yard dog from impending death en route to our hotel, I felt I had done my bit for Balkan animals for the year. Lucky for me it was the last day of 2007 and well lets just say I was very hugely extremely massively happy to see the end of it, 2007 had been one hell of an interesting year.
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So with my whiplash and bruises Hoox bundled me into a car and off we drove to do some much needed dinner shopping for our New Years Eve festivities back at Reps. The Place is called QTU (pronounced CHA TA YA) and we got there early enough to grab a coffee and admire Albanian Christmas Décor, the upside down Christmas tree. (The work of the demons chasing Hoox? Or is it just Christian décor puzzles Muslims?…we still don’t know but hell it was funny)
Thank the good Lord for Hoox… I was feeling pretty shabby… and he took control and whizzed around filling two trolleys of food, wine and celebratory items… and within an hour we were good to go.
Back on the wonderful road to Reps, climbing the high mountains to our little Camp, It was getting pretty cold now and with hangovers in tow we still had to cook a 3 course dinner for 10 hungry Camp managers.
I was very helpful and went to bed to rest my weary neck and back, and Hoox woke me at about 3:30 (it was already dark) and we made our way down to he big chiefs house to start our preparations. We drank wine and prepared two legs of lamb, salads and veggies. I know for most of you this may sound trivial but Hoox and I were a cracking team, with the help of Maude on the phone from SA helping us translate and navigate our way round a gas oven and hob, Albanian style.
Guests started to arrive and I popped out to make my self look presentable and not the SA representative of the WWF (looking more like I had been mauled by a WWF wrestler rather then the PETA supporter I was attempting).
Hoox took control of pretty much everything, he was awesome, I found myself feeling amorous by the sight of him cooking away so happily in the kitchen… and thought for women everywhere this is how God intended things to be.
The Party was….. cool…. I think these blokes have been so busy and stressed and hungry for decent healthy grub that the meal was a huge success. No one wore the bloody cool hats I brought in CHA TA YA and the conversation was great until bellies were filled. Everyone was watching CNN “A year in Review” and I leaned over and quietly told Hoox that I would seriously consider slashing my wrists if we had to have our 2008 count down watching American News TV. So we cleared up dishes and tidied the chiefs place a bit. Hoox excused us, I think to the delight of all the other bored faces staring at the telly and exclaimed we were going to call it a night at that everyone got up and did the same.
Back in Hoox room we had a heated “debate” about how he thought it was pretty rude to just up and leave. I told him that after the F**K up that was 2007 there was not a chance in hell I was going to be spending a count down watch repeats of 07 events on TV… bombs, blood shed and Brittney Spears loosing the plot could wait.
So I left… moseyed down to the pub and to my amazement all the other managers (who look like the cast of the Soprano’s) were there so grateful to HOOX for getting them out of the chiefs pad… I was among Allies and we were going to enjoy our count down come hell or high water. About 20 mins later Hoox arrived and asked to chat, he said we have 20 mins to count down and if I was keen would I come with him. I said FOR SHIZZLE (AKA ok)!!
We got outside and there were blankets and duvets and jackets and gloves and wine and cameras and his lap top. I was so excited!!! Where could we be going?
We went up to his office where he conveniently has a door leading onto a roof…weird I know but cozy and high up and away from the camp among the trees. He wrapped me up tight in blankets and put on our songs and set up his tripod and fancy camera and poured me a glass of what was now becoming my favorite Spanish wine.

I don’t think anyone will understand how romantic, spontaneous, and thrilling it was, so I will not delve into it too much. What I can say is that 2007 had been a very hectic exhausting emotional year for both Hoox and me and here we were on a roof in the Albanian mountains, wrapped up tight with wine stained lips and cold pink noses… but most of all we were together.
I think it is important right now to mention Hoox, My Bug… and thank him for his incredible gift of not only a friendship, support and love but also this wonderful opportunity to see another country, experience Project Life first hand and bring in the New Year with my best friend. We have shared and endured so much together and there was NO other place on earth I would have rather been then sitting on that roof getting homesick listening to African music with him. Hoox you truly are one of a kind and I am so lucky to have you in my life.
Ok enough soppiness for one post, the night was magical and 2008 began in the most suitable way. This was our second New Years together and we were the happiest warmest bunnies on earth.
Project life is hard and Hoox has bent over backwards to assist his company and bailed them out of some tight spots to say the least but the end is near and soon Hoox will be returning home to his Mother Africa. This has been a long and tiring journey for both of us but here we were listening to the Lion King getting rather emotional at the thought of finally going home.
We stumbled to bed at 3am and woke the next morning to the most beautiful words in the world….. Lilly Pot called us round about ten and said ” tell KT its snowing!!!!”
OH MY ACHING OVARIES!!!! That was us up! In fact I screamed so loudly with delight that I apparently woke the entire block up. I know you may think it is not fitting for a 30 year old to be jumping around like a kid but people…. This was the first time I had seen real snow!!!!
We were dressed and out in the thick of it within minutes!!! The heavens were melting upon me and I was in my element. Snow ball fights….Snow angels and all the other things I have always wanted to do. I felt like I was 5 again. The camp had never looked so beautiful covered in a thick blanket of 7 inches of white powder snow. Lilly Pot Hoox and I went for a walk and crunched through the snow and within 100 meters the scenery had changed and we were now out of the camp and in a winter wonderland!!


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(An incredible aim for a girl! Pot shot first shot)
The rest of the day was spent sleeping, having lunch with Lilly Pot, snacking on cheese wrapped up in ham and chocolate, drinking more red wine and watching movies in our PJ’s…3 movies took about 10 hours to watch because we kept pausing to chat.
People 2000 and GREAT had arrived and I had NEVER been happier!
Stay tuned for the last installment coming to a blog near you soon. LOL







That’s so fabulous…apart from those portaloos: Gack!