#albania - Hello Poetry

Oh, how she calls to me! My native land, land of highlanders, and epics of bygone eras Take me back to those accursed mountains, and those flatlands where the farmers do produce their yield.

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Sep 4, 2024

Sep 4, 2024 at 6:46 PM UTC

jzk

Arbëria

Oh, how she calls to me! My native land, land of highlanders, and epics of bygone eras Take me back to those accursed mountains, and those flatlands where the farmers do produce their yield.

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A trip to the Balkans with family in tow and Cycle Albania to light up the show! There was Erlis and Rimi (and Junid to track) an itinerary that would not look back! First stop, Tirana in the downtown core with cafes and bars and music galore There were hints in the air of a Communist cast which the vibrant city had long moved past A shuttle to Ohrid and cruise of the lake the flora and fauna left no mistake Lunch on the terrace and a trip to St. Naum the monastery …so peaceful, and calm We plateaued to Korçë through a patchwork of farms the herdsmen and sheep held so much charm A tour through the city with cultural notes the cobble stone streets beyond reproach A climb through the mountains in thundering rain to the Sotire Farm what a lovely domain! There were goats and donkeys and kindly old dogs but the favorite of all were the scampering hogs! We slept like babies and left in the morn through the high pine forest and fields of corn Down through the mountains and rivers and streams the “Presidential Descent” was an absolute scream! A freshly paved stretch (roughly 17k!) Jaglin was off and on her way! A guesthouse for lunch in the village of Benje the evening’s Raki would have its revenge! To the sanctuary pools (across the Ottoman bridge) the healing and soothing of miracle ridge Into the valley and over the gorge to Gjirokastër where roots were forged Alleys and walk ways and tight quiet streets castles and churches that met no defeat A storybook city with an historic past we savored the buildings and white wall cast Off to Sarandë …the Ionian coast! a rustic old ferry and ruins, with ghosts The site of Butrint “...from a world gone by” we travelled in time with a lullaby Corfu at a distance Himarë in reach we swam in the ocean and drank on the beach Himarë to Vlorë a spectacular day! 7 turns to the top what a view of the bay! Hairpins and kickbacks so tranquilly warm “...*the thighs are burning like a lightning storm*!” Lunch at the peak and down to Vlorë picking up speed and a mighty roar! Winds off the shoreline sun at a high the smells and sounds as seabirds fly The final stretch with the finish in view we crossed the line …The Peloton Crew!

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Sep 11, 2022

Sep 11, 2022 at 11:54 AM UTC

ck-baker

Back in the Saddle Again (A Cycle Albania Tour)

A trip to the Balkans with family in tow and Cycle Albania to light up the show! There was Erlis and Rimi (and Junid to track) an itinerary that would not look back! First stop, Tirana in the downtown core with cafes and bars and music galore There were hints in the air of a Communist cast which the vibrant city had long moved past A shuttle to Ohrid and cruise of the lake the flora and fauna left no mistake Lunch on the terrace and a trip to St. Naum the monastery …so peaceful, and calm We plateaued to Korçë through a patchwork of farms the herdsmen and sheep held so much charm A tour through the city with cultural notes the cobble stone streets beyond reproach A climb through the mountains in thundering rain to the Sotire Farm what a lovely domain! There were goats and donkeys and kindly old dogs but the favorite of all were the scampering hogs! We slept like babies and left in the morn through the high pine forest and fields of corn Down through the mountains and rivers and streams the “Presidential Descent” was an absolute scream! A freshly paved stretch (roughly 17k!) Jaglin was off and on her way! A guesthouse for lunch in the village of Benje the evening’s Raki would have its revenge! To the sanctuary pools (across the Ottoman bridge) the healing and soothing of miracle ridge Into the valley and over the gorge to Gjirokastër where roots were forged Alleys and walk ways and tight quiet streets castles and churches that met no defeat A storybook city with an historic past we savored the buildings and white wall cast Off to Sarandë …the Ionian coast! a rustic old ferry and ruins, with ghosts The site of Butrint “...from a world gone by” we travelled in time with a lullaby Corfu at a distance Himarë in reach we swam in the ocean and drank on the beach Himarë to Vlorë a spectacular day! 7 turns to the top what a view of the bay! Hairpins and kickbacks so tranquilly warm “...*the thighs are burning like a lightning storm*!” Lunch at the peak and down to Vlorë picking up speed and a mighty roar! Winds off the shoreline sun at a high the smells and sounds as seabirds fly The final stretch with the finish in view we crossed the line …The Peloton Crew!

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Atje ku jam ë lumtur Atje ku nuk ka zhurum Atje ku ka dashni Atje ku nuk kam mërzi Sa më ka marr malli.. Familja, shoqëria, rrugët të dashur Premtoj të bashkohëmi sa më shpejt Edhe per të gjithë me nejt Per të gjithë Kosovë (Albanian) Daar waar ik gelukkig ben Daar waar geen herrie is Daar waar liefde is Daar waar ik geen gemis ken Hoeveel ik het mis.. Familie, vriendschappen, wegen die geliefd zijn Ik hoop dat we zo snel mogelijk samenkomen Om er voor altijd te blijven Voor altijd Kosovë (Dutch) There where i am happy There where there is no noise There where there is love There where I know no sorrow How much I miss it.. Family, friendships, the roads which I love I hope we’re able to come together soon To be here together, always Always Kosovë (English)

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Mar 15, 2020

Mar 15, 2020 at 9:30 PM UTC

Gim

Kosovë

Atje ku jam ë lumtur Atje ku nuk ka zhurum Atje ku ka dashni Atje ku nuk kam mërzi Sa më ka marr malli.. Familja, shoqëria, rrugët të dashur Premtoj të bashkohëmi sa më shpejt Edhe per të gjithë me nejt Per të gjithë Kosovë (Albanian) Daar waar ik gelukkig ben Daar waar geen herrie is Daar waar liefde is Daar waar ik geen gemis ken Hoeveel ik het mis.. Familie, vriendschappen, wegen die geliefd zijn Ik hoop dat we zo snel mogelijk samenkomen Om er voor altijd te blijven Voor altijd Kosovë (Dutch) There where i am happy There where there is no noise There where there is love There where I know no sorrow How much I miss it.. Family, friendships, the roads which I love I hope we’re able to come together soon To be here together, always Always Kosovë (English)

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