Ever since 1920, the capital and most important city in Albania has been Tirana. During its near-century of being an integral part of Albania, Tirana has experienced many booms and busts. Time to explore.
Nowadays many cities offer free walking tours so you can learn a little bit more about the buildings you see and hear some insight into life in the city which the internet often misses. The Tirana edition was very good, detailing many aspects of the city’s recent past and highlighting random yet interesting places of note.
The better tour guides are even able to joke and mock certain aspects of their country. To give an example, our leader took time to describe Albania’s fascinating flag which shows a two-headed eagle. He said it symbolises the country because one person argues one thing and someone else will always argue against it, causing them to turn their heads away in disgust.
So what’s in Tirana? Well, George W Bush Street, for starters. He came here in 2007 to champion their ultimately successful campaign to join NATO. He later went to a village and chatted to locals and we were told that the village actually erected a statue of Bush. As our guide said, some Americans are more popular in Albania than in their own country…
The other famous person glorified in Tirana who isn’t from Albania is Mother Teresa, known as Nënë Tereza here. If you’ve read my previous posts you’ll know that Macedonia proudly proclaims Ma Teresa as theirs, yet Albania do the same based on the fact that her heritage is from northern Albania or Kosovo (no one is sure). The airport and main hospital for Tirana bear her name and the main Catholic Church has a statue of her outside and a lovely mosaic inside. The latter is made out of sea shells.
What interested me most about the Mother Teresa section of our walk was our guide saying that, until 1991, no one in Albania knew who she was or what she did. This was because of the country’s self-inflicted period of isolation under their dictator, Enver Hoxha. I mentioned in my last blog that he’s now not a revered, popular man. This was hammered home during my time in Tirana, the fact that you can still buy books written by him notwithstanding.
The people of Albania seem keen to forget these years, knowing now that they weren’t well off and were suffering badly in spite of the propaganda rammed into their ears (not many people had TVs as you had to apply to the government for a licence). In spite of this, some communist relics remain, such as the mosaic of Albanian history visible above the main square and Hoxha’s house.
One other visible memory of the Hoxha era – and difficult to miss in spite of their purpose, as there are apparently over 700,000 of them in the country – are the bunkers. You could call it a defensive tactic, you’re more likely to call it paranoia, but military pillboxes are dotted around Albania. I’ve seen them in the mountains and in the city. To test their strength, a man stood inside one and they fired a tank shell at it. He came out alive, though he was understandably deaf after the experiment.
|Bunker in central Tirana|
|A well-hidden bunker on Mt Dajti|
There’s also a building which was designed by Hoxha’s daughter which meant to serve as a communist monument: the pyramid. Alas, the authoritarian regime soon lost their grip and democratic, if corrupt, elections were held in 1992. Now the pyramid is in a state of disrepair as no one knows what to do with it.
|The rather run-down pyramid|
Bad times didn’t stop after the fall of communism, a fact enshrined by the bell across from the pyramid. The bell is made from bullet shells collected after the anarchy of 1997, when supposedly 70% of Albanians lost their money from dodgy pyramid schemes.
|The bell made of bullet shells|
Of course, a walking tour sticks to the main attractions or areas of importance. What I find just as interesting is walking down side streets or into less-known districts to see what local life is really like. As you can imagine, very different from the main square.
In spite of this, Tirana – indeed, Albania thus far – doesn’t seem to be that different from places I’ve been before. It’s a melting pot that stirs memories from a variety of places. The fruit of the markets reminds me of Uganda; the selling of appliances on the street evokes images of India; the burek paints pictures of other eastern European places I’ve visited thus far. People don’t speak much English but it’s probably not much worse than in the surrounding countries. Some things are exclusive, such as the language, but it doesn’t strike me as being particularly unique or backwards due to its period in the naughty corner in the 1980s.
I was able to ponder and discuss these things on a hike up a mountain overlooking Tirana. The location is part of the justification for moving the capital here 95 years ago. Getting near the top was an Albanian ordeal in itself. Finding the cable car took a while as locals, trying to be helpful, kept pointing us in different directions. One seemed to suggest that we walk through a tunnel; what we experienced was the sort of tension one would get from being the star of a real-life horror movie.
After locating and taking the longest cable car in the Balkans (15 minutes), we set about hiking up to the top of Mt Dajti. Not being a key tourist attraction, the route up is loosely marked. After quite a few wrong turnings, we got very close to the top…to be told that we were on private territory owned by the police or government and that we couldn’t go further. Turns out they use the peak as a communications base.
Not to worry, however, as we found a gem of a spot: a rock jutting out of the mountain.
I’ve found Tirana to be a cheap, friendly and cheerful place. The focal point of the country has clearly been the victim of much upheaval throughout the 20th century and is trying to find its niche in the modern world. Its best asset, along with the mountain, is the mixture of its architecture: medieval, communist and modern live side-by-side, creating a strange and alluring city to explore.
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