How many ideas, stereotypes, ignorance about Albania. Sometimes if you look deeply at the horyzon from somewhere in the adriatic coast, in Italy, you can even see it. We are so close, neighbours somehow, and maybe for this reason people think that they know everything about this place, so nothing, because they really believe there is nothing to learn, from here. They are wrong, incredibly wrong. And Tirana is the city of paradoxes, the bridge between the european way of living and the albanian old, amazing traditions. A mixture of cultures, religions, people that come and go, someone stays, someone come back from travels bringing new knowledge. Fruit and vegetable markets everywhere in the street, in the caos of cars and voices, people selling, people buying and poeple passing by. Everything is alive, here. And the black net of electric cables upon the heads, unique.