The week before I arrived in Skopje, they had a big storm. I suppose that destroyed the umbrellas in the Turkish part of town. Some places there made me thing I arrived in Istanbul... What to drink there? Coffee? No, I had an excellent Turkish tea!!!
Looks like a Celtic harp... But this was taken in Belgrade, Serbia, and not somewhere in good old Ireland. The young lady was singing and playing, but I didn't recognize the tune. Anyway, more b&w for your weekend right...HERE.
Built in 2013, with dozens of statues of writers, artists, thinkers from Macedonian and world history. The building in the back is the archeological museum.
A small chapel in the Mother Teresa Memorial. She was born here, in Skopje, under Albanian rule. Many things in Skopje are named after her, even a highway. Wonder what she might have thought about it... I was very lucky to have met her in the 80es.
This is Alex. He used to be the king of Macedon. They called him Μέγας Αλέξανδρος, Alexander the great. He traveled a lot. His enormous statue is on the main square of Skopje, North Macedonia.
Tomorrow morning, no ungodly hours for once. Without a computer, with very limited internet (roaming is extremely expensive in the Western Balkans). Holidays!!!
Still waiting...More b&w for the weekend right... here.
I'll be away for a while, in the Balkans, going down memory lane, Albania, North Macedonia, Serbia, with a quick coffee in Greece. Greek coffee of course! Without computer. So, no black and white weekend next week for me. See ya in 2 weeks, I hope!