What would be a stay in Pristine without spending some days with people from the organizations that you can see all over the place. UN cars, KFOR, ESCE, Police and others..,, authority and organizations are present in all forms and everywhere. Mostly seen as huge white 4 wheel drives. I have my foot in the door since Nicola with who i partied at EXIT 2 month ago is now working here as an intern with ESCE.
He will host me for the next nights and introduce me to his friends from ESCE, NGOs, UNMIK etc... It will be a funny time and starts on a Friday night. I really feel like mentioning my Friday afternoon frenzy before however. I get to pick up my stuff at Timis/Kreshniks and feal really excited about being in a new city again. everything is great, the sky (though it is not blue and sunny), the buildings, the cars (as i said many official 4x4 along the oldest ladas), the atmosphere and people. A comparable feeling to that of my crazy ride in south Albina or as i arrived in Pristina not so loog ago. But this time, it has nothing to do with hitchhiking it is one of those moment where i feel a burst of joy without knowing why.
So we first hit Nicolas friend, Alberik's house party. And what a party, kicking of with 2 bottles of some real nice French vine and a couple cheeses he brought back from his last holidays home. Mmmm i had forgotten those tastes! The vine and cheese is running out as the party gets busier and crazier. But remaining reasonable :) no trashing, no yelling, no crazy phone calls on the balcony (remember PichPich??), no loud music. But very good mood, relaxed and interesting people around, and good drinks of course. Cafe bucheron is best with rum but also works fine with Skanderbeu Cognac. I get into an interesting discussion with Mark fro Switzerland, about politics of course, again :) What a mess there was in the Balkans these last centuries and what a job it is to try solving some problems without adding new ones and still respecting peoples independence and culture. As we leave and head for a taxi to the club we relax and start talking about India and great trekking in Nepal (damn cant wait to get there! but no hurry everything in its time :))
The club is a long taxi ride out of city, filled with half foreigners from various organizations half well off locals. Like for example this girlfriend of Krshniks who recognizes me and gets little upset since i don't immediately. She surprises me as she tells me i was in HER restaurant. I give her more reasons to be upset replying i do remember now meeting her but not that she owns no restaurant, it is your fathers dear. She did a pretty good make up job since last time i have seen her and is hiding her youth (probably around 19) but surprisingly good looking. I have been here two days and already meet people in clubs... That is how small Pristine is, especially at nighttime. We party hard and long, when every one catches cabs back to the city, we hit the next door grizzly club with Nicola and a newly met volunteer, Greg. In the end, as we are leaving, he gets pick pocketed. Nothing to bad about it, he didn't loose much but gets a little upset for a while. And god did Nicola make me laugh tonight! especially as he wanted tto get of with Greg And then to his former apartment!
Next days are again all coffee, short walks out, a birthday super, birthday toast, birthday around the bars, bowling, blogging, talking, playing play station, looking for a ping pong place, laughing at last nights events, eating burek, Sujuk, pleskavica, chicken burgers and Salad of course ;) O and of course some nice local beer, Peja. Sundays very early bedtime is very welcome to end this weekend and start off fresh.
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