Friday 6th April
Second day of distribution.
Destination: Shterpca region (no idea how it’s pronounced, as I’ve heard various versions
)
Only one drop today, somewhere in the region of 50-60 families. This time I’m riding with another experienced convoyer, so I let him take the lead. He prefers to distribute straight off the tailgate, so that’s what we do. Again, it’s all pretty calm, and there’s no major issues, apart from the fact that the (2006-reg) truck has what we think is a dead battery, and can’t be relied on to start, so we have to leave the engine running. We use the local charity’s 4x4 and park it right up against the drivers’ door (since we can’t lock it with the keys in the ignition) to stop anyone getting in the cab.
All very busy - spent the distribution time up near the bulkhead of the truck picking clothes and toys, so didn’t get to see much outside.
On the way back, we stop off in Ferizaj (“Fair-az-aye”) at a community living in rusty old shipping containers. One of the other convoyers is trying to set up a project here with chicken runs and chickens, to give them a sustainable source of food, and we turn up to provide some extra manpower to help out. However, politics and other issues are getting in the way, with some of the locals causing problems. Eventually the police are called and turn up, blocking one of the trucks in. With the help of the local council official, we explain what is happening, and they see that the problems are being caused by one particular local who is, erm, “a little bit worse for wear”. The blocked-in truck is let out, and we drive it out.
The access route requires you to take a sharp turn across a railway line, and the truck almost got stuck trying to turn the corner. A couple of minutes later, a large freight train comes down the line at about 50 mph, with very little warning. If he’d got stuck on the line, or crossed a couple of minutes later, he’d have been completely wiped out ![:open_mouth: :open_mouth:](https://emoji.discourse-cdn.com/twitter/open_mouth.png?v=12)
Anyway, after jump-starting our truck, we get out of there, as it’s getting dark, and we’d been been advised to make sure we were always back at the warehouse before dark, just as a precaution.
More war damage:
![](http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/MrFlibble1/kosovo_easter_2007/img_0839.jpg)
![](http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/MrFlibble1/kosovo_easter_2007/img_0840.jpg)
Mountains near the border with Macedonia:
![](http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/MrFlibble1/kosovo_easter_2007/img_0853.jpg)
Near our first drop - the bridge got bombed out during the war:
![](http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/MrFlibble1/kosovo_easter_2007/img_0905.jpg)
so the locals built a temporary one:
![](http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/MrFlibble1/kosovo_easter_2007/img_0901.jpg)
Fortunately, EU money has now paid for a new bridge:
![](http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/MrFlibble1/kosovo_easter_2007/img_0903.jpg)
Chicken runs waiting for their new residents:
![](http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/MrFlibble1/kosovo_easter_2007/img_0914.jpg)
Although the children seem happy to use them as climbing frames in the meantime:
![](http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/MrFlibble1/kosovo_easter_2007/img_0916.jpg)
The “houses” the people are living in - rusty old shipping containers. Must get absolutely baking hot in the summer - they’re at about the same latitude as Rome and Barcelona:
![](http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/MrFlibble1/kosovo_easter_2007/img_0917.jpg)