Durres -> Prezë

transformed taborda (luckly it just stayed few hours so bad)

I wake up with an allergic reaction, probably to mosquitoes bites (something that didn't happen to me for long, long time), and a funny swallow face...

We cycle back to Dures where Isabel (Germany/England/Bosnia) joined us, and then we continued in a road parallel to the highway to Preze, a small village with a castle in the high top of a hill (last 3 or 4 km took almost one hour to climb).
There we meet some people responsible for a recent permaculture project (as i was felling really tired of the allergy i slept almost all the meeting and afternoon)
We mount the tents inside the castle with a great view over the long flat surface bellow...