Breakfast is not offered in the "hotel". The owner takes me to a small shop and translates for me. I buy some bread, butter and marmelade and take it back to the hotel, where I now have breakfast.
Then I start. The weather is good: no cloud in the sky!
But the 54 km to Sarande seem to be terrible because again and again I have to climb heavily. I guess that I use the first gear 95% of the time.
The problem is that I don't know how long it will be like this. The map doesn't tell anything about it. Often it goes about 400 m uphill and then fast downhill.
But 10 km in front of Sarande it goes continuously downhill. What a pleasure!
Sarande is a big city in which a lot of construction is taking place like in all Albania. The beach promenade is beautiful. Here I take a short break.
After this I go on to Greece. The road is narrow again. I have to take a ferry to cross a small channel. This is somewhat adventurous because I have to put the bike at the very corner of the ferry deck where I hold onto it for almost the whole ride. But it takes only 10 minutes.
There is no sign to Greece. The blacktop turns into gravel, and I ask myself whether I am still on the right road. I am.
Finally I arrive at the Greek border, but before I have to leave Albania first. The officer doesn't let me pass. He doesn't seem to realize where I entered Albania. Again and again he asks me from where in Greece I entered Albania. He can't imagine that I crossed the whole country by bike. I have to explain several times that I came through Montenegro and entered Albania at that border. Finally he lets me pass.
Also the Greek coast is very beautiful. But not the signage of the roads. I want to go through Kestrini, follow the only sign but come to Pagio where I didn't want to go. This is not a big detour, but it bothers me.
In Igoumenitsa there is no hint for the campground either. I rely on the map and find the campground after 4 km along the coast knowing that I have to return this way tomorrow.
But the campground is closed. I see some workers on the site. An older man notices me. He seems to be the owner - and speaks German! He tells me that the place was closed for some years and is now beeing reconstructed and not yet open. But I may stay and use the toilet and washroom.
About 500 m away is a restaurant where I can eat and upload the report.
Now I'm looking forward for my sleeping bag.