Within 30 minutes of arriving in Kosovo I saw a fleet of Albanian flag-waving cars, each with a flag on the bonnet, honk their way down Bill Clinton Boulevard.
Less than an hour to the Kosovo border from Skopje but looks like a long slow trundle through. Oh well, I've got water and a Macedonian chocolate bar so I'll manage.
Oh and my passport. Yes should probably get that ready.
It's holiday time, but first I have to give a sacrifice to the travel gods for smooth passage, and my sacrifice is five hours of my time in Luton.
