awwww, vibe.

last night I was actually taken pictures off when sleeping. just because i slept on the ferry by a souvenir shop, in fetal position between all my possessions... hey, it's called the deck ticket and it's how we cool travelers go.

but, yeah, when i walk down tirana's street people think "where did that appear from?". I wonder about it too... what am I doing here? pushing the limits a bit? seeking adventure? learning to appreciate treats of the west?