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4.17.2018

Picnic at a Castle

There's just something about spring that calls us out of doors, am I right? 


On top of that, John has been with us for nearly three months now and the combination of winter and a busy schedule have meant that we have literally taken the poor guy no where outside of our village and Tirana.  We were way overdue for an excursion to show him more of Albania!

When the forecast called for weekend temps reaching 80F, it seemed perfect for a little road trip and a picnic outdoors.  We decided to invite friends and visit Bashtove Castle, about 45 minutes southwest of us, near the coast.


It was overcast thanks to Saharan dust that has been hanging in the air and casting a strange color on everything.  The upside was we didn't have to worry about sunscreen.

As we pulled up to the site Ellie remarked that she should have brought her archery set!


Castles here are pretty much a free-for-all which is fantastic for little explorers with imaginations...


... however it's not so fun for nervous mothers when there are no guard rails for safety!


It was really nice to have John with us to have an extra set of eyes on the kids!

For the majority of our visit we enjoyed the entire place to ourselves!


A warrior at heart (below)








Our friends from Tirana joined us and we enjoyed a bountiful picnic...


...and played games


...and sports

... and just relaxed with no agenda.  It was just what we needed.



Unlike most castles in this country which are built on defensible locations like mountain tops or hillsides, this particular fortress is on a flat field.  That flat field was great for some football. Not every day do we get to play soccer in castle ruins!



Reni had some great saves serving as goalie!


I was so glad Nathan brought the drone because traditional photos alone don't do justice to sharing the scope and setting of this potential UNESCO World Heritage Site listing. If you're interested, check out this footage Nathan edited into a minute-long video :




Overall, it was a special afternoon we won't soon forget.  Thanks, Albania, for such great treasures for us to enjoy!  We made some wonderful memories!

4.08.2018

Easter 2018

The highlight of every church calendar each year is Easter.  The culmination of God's great rescue plan for the world.  The defeat of sin and death through Christ's death and resurrection.  In Albania it is no different!  Last year we celebrated with the greater body of Albanian evangelical/protestant churches in a march and celebration in a public square in Tirana.  This year, we were able to celebrate with our local village church family as well as our community.

Easter, of course, is not as joyous without reflecting on what took place on Good Friday, or, as they call it here, Black Friday.  I've grown to really appreciate Good Friday services with our village church family.  There is space for solemn reflection, there is the experience of joint communion, but there is also the understanding that we will celebrate together in just a few days.


Pastor Genti intentionally pushed the cross in the forefront, a symbolic gesture. The theme of his message was that Christ loved us until the end.  He had it within his power to avoid the pain and humiliation of crucifixion, but he was obedient to death, even death on a cross because of his great love for us.

Sunday dawned with questionable weather -- was it going to rain? Would the wind die down? Would the power return?

Below Endri and Arjan start up the grill to cook a massive amount of hot dogs!


Preparing 102 plates of food for lunch!
The menu included: chips, cabbage salad, byrek me presh (pie with leeks) and hasude (a gelatinous dessert with raisins, cinnamon and walnuts).


Shpresa serves up the byrek



Thankfully the sky cleared up so we could serve the food outside!  It was stifling indoors!




We had egg coloring for the kids, which was a real hit!




About twenty of our friends from Metalle joined us.  Of course, whenever there is a gathering, it's always an occasion for Albanian dancing.


I'm still working on my dance steps...and have a long way to go. :-) 


All in all, it was a great day!  He is risen indeed!


4.05.2018

Reni, Age 8.5


As the kids have gotten bigger, my 'good' camera has come out less often.  Realizing it had been a while since I had taken their photos on something other than a cell phone, I pulled the good camera out over Easter weekend.  Reni immediately went into a 'pose' and I was kind of annoyed, but afterwards, I realized this was my favorite image.  I look at this picture and this is how I will remember him at this age, right now. 

3.28.2018

March in Review | Cell Phone Gallery Highlights

This winter... ahhhh.... just. so. busy.  I don't think we have been busier in the winter months as we have been this year.  One day seems to bleed into the next and I see that I have yet to post anything for February, and I might just have to give myself permission to move on.

We had some warm days in March which led to some of our favorite critters peeking out of their winter homes...And since everyone knows what an animal lover Ellie is, our neighborhood kids are proud to bring their favorite discoveries to the center to hear her oohs and ahhs...



John has been 'adopted' by our friend, Endri.  They crack me up in their communication attempts with each other.  The photo below amuses me as an example of Endri's persistence in speaking Albanian with John, and John's good-natured manner of dealing with Endri's desire to teach him Shqip.


Thanks to Lynne Benson, we may have gotten the kids of Metalle addicted to Twizzlers...
Nothing but the best, premium rewards here. : -)


There is a lot about living in an old country that I get -- stuff was built before so people had cars, before there were systems in place for city planning, governance, etc.  But now, when aiming for lofty goals like EU membership, the city of Tirana does this...


I get the desire for city beautification.  I really do.  I love trees and I understand that it's nice to provide shade for pedestrians in a Mediterranean country where people walk a lot. Tirana has never looked better. What I don't get, though, is that in an era where there's never been more desire to adopt western standards and practices, they are still completely oblivious to functionality, accessibility and safety for individuals like Reni --and not just Reni, but anyone just pushing a baby in a stroller/pram.  In the photo above you see that there is plenty of green space on the right side of the sidewalk to plant trees (which would have probably been cheaper and faster) without tearing up a sidewalk in perfectly good condition.  This is happening all over the city where sidewalks much narrower than the example above are being torn up to plant trees, forcing pedestrians and parents with children in strollers to push their kids in the street with traffic. But it's not just the trees, if I admit it.  It's also cars parking in crosswalks, on curbs, and across sidewalks.  I know I have complained about OSHA requirements when I lived in the States, but there's something about not having the same here that makes one appreciate it all the more.  Thanks for letting me vent. :-) 

Back to my re-cap...

One weekend we had a pizza-making night at the Hope Center.  


I may just have convinced a few of them that pineapple is a legitimate pizza topping!!!  (The world may have just stopped spinning on its axis for a split second :-) )

They built their own pizzas, though we did ration the cheese :-)  They are teenagers afterall, and they ate just about anything else that didn't fit on the base.  (In other words, no leftovers!)



I taught them the game SkyJo.  We have gifted this game with a number of our friends/family and may be single-handedly responsible for the diminished inventory (and rise in price) on Amazon.


My SkyJo partner...

Ellie has always had a way to participate in Kids' Club each week and I just may have found Reni's form of service.  He seems to enjoy helping serve up the snacks each week. AND (bonus) we work on our math skills as we calculate how many can fit on a tray and how many we need to prepare for the number of kids present each day.


(below) For our Palm Sunday service, we actually just cut these palm leaves from Shpresa's yard 5 minutes before church.  The perks of living in a Mediterranean country!


Friday night we made homemade pizza for our post-service refreshments!  I think it was a hit!


While visiting Uncle Jack and Aunt Ruth (and all our friends at Eaton's First Church of God) last summer, we were gifted with these wooden cross puzzles.  We distributed them Saturday in conjunction with the lead up to Easter and they were a real hit (and not so easy to solve)!


It was the quietest this group of kids has ever been!  A reward was on the line for the first person to find the solution...


We repeated the same puzzle in Met@lle.  Below, Nathan provides a few hints..



When you announce you are going to town and ask if anyone needs a lift...



And because we will have guests with us Easter weekend, we had our traditional egg-dying with the kids at the Hope Center a week early.  We are so excited that you can find egg dye in Albania now at a popular Greek shop in Tirana.  It's just EXREMELY strong (at least compared to what we get in the States).  Our fingers may still carry hints of color where it splashed on us...


Matchy-Matchy

Reni likes to do an eyeball on his Easter egg every year.  Pardon the dirty finger nails.  Such a village boy, playing outside all day Saturday. :-)


And my little egg-spirament below... trying a little ombre action.


Happy Easter, everyone!

For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God.  I Corinthians 1:18

3.26.2018

Our Budding Artist


It's hard for me to believe that when she was 8 years old, she could hardly stand picking up a pen or crayon.


Now this girl can't get enough creative time to translate all the imaginings of her brain onto paper.


Like about any artist I know, she does suffer from a bit of 'perfectionism', and if it doesn't meet her standards, in the bin it goes!


So on a quiet afternoon, after she has finished her schoolwork, chores, and practiced her instruments, our kitchen island transforms into a work station and out come the tools...


Here is a sampling of her personal style...




We love our girl!