Camping where Albanian tourists are not accepted, that they are slimes

Last weekend I decided to explore the beaches of Carpen, very close to Kavaja. At lunchtime, on one of the new beaches that had opened nearby this year, we noticed a local and small beach built on the sea and connected with a bridge with planks high up from a hill. We decided to go there after lunch and have coffee and make a beach! The road, like all the coasts of Durres and Kavaja, was not easy, stones, and refuse to cross. The only way to get to that beach/ishll is from the camping, but “won't leave you if you're Albanian” a guy told us.

I smiled and kept walking!

I don't like to break the rules, but the comment that if you're Albanian you can't get in there makes me more determined to find out what it was about. For a moment I thought the boy was joking. Are there more idiotic, at the point of the tourist season, to discriminate among tourists, Albanian or foreign? It's not about boasting, but I'm snobe! This has happened over the years because of my job, my life, and my profession! I belong to the middle class, where I live, in one of London's richest areas! But when I get back to Albania, I face the snobism of sheer proportions! And this year it was the turn of “Camping Without Name” to slam into my face the generosity and ignorance that characterizes them.