Bus to Prizren, Kosovo
After spending some time at Skopje, I go back to the bus station to catch the 11:30 a.m. bus to Prizren, Kosovo, but I am told it’s canceled because of a Muslim holiday. Now, I have to wait 6 hours to take the 4 p.m. bus.
Local Bus from Skopje to Kosovo
When I get to the bus station, they tell me my bus is canceled again. Why am I so unlucky?! They ask me to go to a city called Uroshevac and from there, change to another bus. I have never heard of this city, but what else can I do?
I have to change my route. I get into a minivan in poor condition with no air conditioner. It’s so bad, but surprisingly, I enjoy it. These kinds of difficulties make me appreciate life even more. It will make me appreciate Kosovo more when I get there. It’s just been so hard to get to!
Along the way, the rain starts leaking into the bus— it’s just that ghetto! The roof doesn’t even close. Passengers get on and off without official stops.
I get dropped off in the middle of nowhere, not even at the bus station in Uroshevac. Two Macedonian guys help me to find a taxi to go to Prizren which costs 35 euros for 60 km. I don’t care about price anymore, just get me there.
I get in the taxi, and I am kind of skeptical about the driver. I constantly check Google map to make sure his route is legitimate. He takes us in the right direction, and I start to feel better. The route loops through mountains with no one around. It’s quite remote, and I don’t have any phone signal, but I feel okay mentally. No matter what (shit) happens, I try to enjoy the moment.
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