We had breakfast on the terrace at the apartment before finishing packing.



Nicola also remembered to take some pictures inside the apartment, which was good, because I forgot to.




Nicola went to get the car from the car park and we quickly packed the suitcases in the boot so we didn’t hold up any traffic in the narrow streets.
The drive to Vlore was roughly one and a half hours. I did a little bit of driving on the main roads which were a little bit straighter, but Nicola did the majority of it.
We found some free parking quite close to the sea and it was around a 30 minute walk into the city centre.

Vlore is the third most populated city in Albania. It’s believed that the area of Vlore was initially colonised by ancient Greeks. Vlore played a critical role in the Independence of Albania as it was at the Assembly of Vlore in 1912 that the Declaration of Independence was signed by the modern founders of Albania. Vlore became Albania’s first capital. The city was invaded by Italian forces in 1914 during WWI but they were forced out by a rebellion in 1920. The Italians invaded again in 1939 and they remained in power until they surrendered to the allies in 1943. Nazi Germany occupied the city until 1944 until it was liberated by Enver Hoxha and the communists.
On the way into the city centre we passed some weird roundabout construction.

As we came into the city we passed St Theodore Church, a fairly new Orthodox Church. Not much is known about St. Theodore, apart from the fact he was brave and that he killed a serpent that was terrorising people and animals.

We made our way to the city centre and paid a visit to the Independence Monument, dedicated to the Declaration of Independence. In the centre of the bronze sculpture is Ismail Qemali , holding the Albanian flag. He led the Albanian national movement and was the founder of Albania.

The independence monument is in Flag Square and there is also a flag monument to symbolise the raising of the flag of Independence.

Our next stop was the House of Eqerem Bej. This is the only building left from the large saraj construction of the Vlore’s family palaces. The palaces were built by two brothers, Ismail Qemali’s grandfather and Syrja Vlore’s grandfather. Syrja Vlore was a politician and an active figure of the Albanian Declaration of Independence. The palces were built around 1840 – 1850. Since 1944 its function is as a cultural house, a library and a museum.
Eqerem Bey Vlora was an Albanian lord, a politician and a writer. He was the son of Syrja Vlora. He was Foreign Minister and Minister of Justice whilst the Italians in power and went into exile once the communists took over.


Close to this house was the Lead Mosque, or Muradie Mosque. This is an old Ottoman building that has been preserved since 1537. The minaret, which is 18m high, was completed in 1557. It is believed that the mosque was designed by Mimar Sinan who also designed the Great mosque in Istanbul and was also involved in the design of the Taj Mahal. The mosque was commissioned to serve the local Muslim community while also demonstrating the Ottoman Empire’s architectural sophistication and religious devotion.


We stopped for a coffee and tea in a little cafe close to the mosque. It was then time to head back to the car. We took a different route back, down the main Boulevard where all the main shops were. The road seemed to stretch forever. We passed a small theatre which was built in 1962 to celebrate 50 years of independence. It is named after a writer from Vlore, Petro Marko.

And we also passed the football stadium, the home ground of KS Flamurtari Vlore.

At the end of the Boulevard we headed onto the beach. It was a really wide beach and unfortunately had quite a lot of litter in places.

As we drove out of the city there was quite a good view looking back at Vlore Bay. The bay is where the Adriatic and Ionian seas meet.

It was almost another three hours drive to Sarande and the roads were all through the mountains so they were very windy. Nicola drove the whole way.
In 2024 the Llogara tunnel opened. This 6km long tunnel provides an alternative route to the very windy roads of the Llogara pass.


As Nicola was driving I tried to take some photos out of the window as the scenery was amazing.









At one point we stopped off to take a photo of the views and we met a guy who was solo travelling for a few days. He kindly took a photo of us.


I also took one of the hire car.

There was also a bunker here.

And then the journey continued. We had to slow down for some goats on the road.

As we came into the city of Sarande I got us a bit lost on the one way system, but after a couple of attempts we found the car park where a space was reserved for us. From here it was a short walk to the apartment, although we had to walk on the road as cars were parked on the pavement.
The lady who owned the apartment was very welcoming and showed us were everything was. Once again, the apartment was quite big, and cheap for its location.




And the view out over the Ionian Sea was pretty good too, although it would’ve been better without the apartment block in the way!

Sarande gets its name from the nearby Monastry of the Forty Saints, ‘Aigoi Saranda’. During the Ancient Greek times it was a port-town. It is thought to be the site of the first Synagouge in Albania, although this was supplanted by a church in the 6th century. Up until 1913, Sarande was just a harbour with very few residents. In the years following, the region has been occupied by Greece and Italy and under Mussolini’s influence the name was changed to Port Edda in honor of his daughter. Financed by Italy, extensive improvements were made to grow the harbor. By the end of WWII British troops took control and upon withdrawing they left the region to the Albanian communist forces and Albania regained its independence. It now has around 30,000 inhabitants and is a well known tourist destination.
After quickly unpacking we walked the short walk down to the seafront. The sun was out and it looked beautiful.


We watched the sun go down whilst we enjoyed some local wine.

It was a gorgeous sunset too.





We walked along the seafront and found a nice restaurant – Vela Marine. I had the seafood risotto which was delicious.


We had a couple of furry friends join us for dinner too.


After dinner we walked further down the seafront, to see what else was around.



By chance we came across an Irish pub. Neither of us fancied Guinness so we had a Mojito instead.

On the way back to the apartment we stopped off at a little supermarket and bought some Raki for a nightcap, which we drank outside on our little balcony.


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