Well I am now in Northern Italy. Got the bike back for lunch and ran up to Durres. What can I say, if you wanted to give the Adriatic an enema then Durres is where you would stick the hose. Shit place, shit people and the port is a shit hole full of beggars. Booked an overnight ferry to Bari in Italy and no cabin. Had a good spot picked out until some f*$kwits started playing local raghead music and singing like ladyboys. Got of this morning and just headed north as fast as I could and stopped near Verona. Did meet 2 guys from Northern Italy on DRZ400's who where at the hotel Brialant in Saranda. They had spent 2 weeks off road in Albania with kit on the bikes and said it was fantastic. Turns out they had been in Morocco and knew Mohammed Gorditos place in Zagora, small world.
So, 2 days and one night in the same clothes, you can only guess what my boots smell like. Shower, shit, food and sleep. Tomorrow it is Reims via Innsbruck, then home.........................hopefully