When we had arrived in town a few days ago, we had seen a street market so that was where we went first. I bought a few handmade items this woman was selling out of a bag as she walked from one potential customer to the next.
I needed some shower gel and thought we were in hog heaven when we discovered the Aldi supermarket, a full size grocery store with branches in many European cities. We had also been looking for a decent sized grocery store back in Berat but had seen nothing but the ubiquitous mom and pop corner stores.
You could hardly walk for five minutes without passing tiny markets just like these ones that sold everything but the kitchen sink, it seemd. These two stores were less than a minute's walk from each other.
We finally arrived at the 'park' we had been looking for a while - so glad we hadn't been holding our breath, because it wasn't quite what we had been envisioning!
We couldn't recall the last city we had been in with no park space at all.
We could hear the happy noises of kids being let out from school around 11:30 and figured most of them must go home for lunch since there were so many adults waiting for them.
You could tell we were on the roads less traveled in Gjirokaster by tourists when we saw a number of roosters freely rooting for food.
These were the tallest marigolds we have ever seen!
The hillsides below the castle were a popular grazing spot for sheep and goats.
It made perfect sense that Gjirokastra was also known by many as the 'City of Stone' because of its beautiful slate roofs, stone streets and homes.
I wish I had remembered to ask our host at the B&B what had transpired to cause the deaths of six men and resulted in this monument being built.