So Close to Europe

Two older, women volunteers, who had completed their service, were touring the Balkans and came through Korca. They stayed with another volunteer in town, but we got together for dinner at one of the best places in town, Vasili’s. It was a cold, rainy night and the downstairs dining room has a fireplace. We sat nearby and enjoyed the specialty dishes; lemon soup, grilled vegetables and an egg dish they call kanaloni, but is more like an Albanian version of huevos rancheros. Of course, the conversation was mostly about the Peace Corps.

First, we played “my country is poorer than your country”. One woman served in Romania. There is no way Romania is poorer than Albania. I was there last summer. It has good roads and a functional rail system. The electrical and water systems are reliable and the factories actually make things like cars and diesel fuel and people have real jobs. It’s a member of the European Union, for pity sake, and Romanians don’t need visas to travel or work throughout Europe. There may be areas of poverty, but the fact that there are places in Romania where poor people predominate doesn’t mean the country is poor any more than poverty in Mississippi makes the US part of the third world. The other volunteer had worked in Moldova. This is the country that makes Albania the second poorest country in Europe. She described infrastructure and villages that she said were typical. Albania seemed pretty advanced in contrast.

I don’t know if all PC volunteers do this when they meet. It would not surprise me. I am not sure it is very useful. How does one compare Togo to Paraguay or Cambodia to Tonga or Kazakhstan? Which is a better indicator of poverty; a thatch hut, a tin roof or a communist bloc apartment? Are you worse off if you are exposed to mosquitoes in the rainy season, or frostbite in the winter? Some volunteers complain that they expected to be in a more rural setting, while others that the lack of an internet connection makes them less effective. Maybe like the kids in Albania seem to think things are better in any country but their home, PC volunteers think things are easier in any country but the one they are serving in, or at least trying to. “The challenges are always greater on my side of the border”. My own experience has been that the most difficult impediment to my effectiveness is me.

We also talked about some concerns particular to older volunteers (not of much interest to the younger volunteers, who sat there politely, probably bored to death). One noted that Eastern Europe is a preferred assignment for our age group since it provides ready access to advanced medical care even if the in-country care is a bit substandard. I suppose this is a reality for older volunteers. Two in the Albania group before mine had to be sent home for health reasons, however in my group all of the medical terminations have been among the youngsters. One of the visitors, who had a lot of work experience in project management, complained she had been assigned to a remote, rural village where her skills were not of much use. She had taken it upon herself to travel around her country and help other volunteers with their projects.

Volunteers drawing on their individual expertise and helping their cohort is not at all unusual in my experience in Albania, and not just among the older volunteers. Many young volunteers are much better with technology and the internet and some have advanced degrees in engineering, environmental science, teaching and architecture. I think it would be great to get more direction and support from the PC administration, but maybe that is part of the intentional design of the Peace Corps program. It would have been helpful had this been stated explicitly in the orientation meetings or pre-service training, but maybe I am just slow on the uptake. It has been evident to me for a long time that if I need advice or support, it is better to turn to other volunteers. I have tried to contribute my share when I can.

The volunteer from Moldova said that she had heard that the PC was looking at how they use their more experienced volunteers. There is a special response program in the Peace Corps where older volunteers, who have previously completed the usual service, participate in short term projects in countries that have specific needs for their expertise. She said the PC was considering changing the requirement for previous service for older volunteers for this program. One idea that I have had would be some sort of pre-service grant application so that volunteers with special expertise might bring more resources for projects they might have particular qualifications for, rather than trying to develop this only after they get to their site which is not always successful and has an inevitable time lag. It takes a long time to get into the Peace Corps and this might be a useful activity. Lining up help from your contacts at home would be a lot easier while you are still there rather than from thousands of miles away. Also, it takes time to find your footing in your service site and the grant application process takes time. Time has to be available to complete a project. Complications and delays are likely to occur. Not everyone wants to or even can extend for a third year of service. There is really only a short window to pursue such support even within the 2 year term at a site. There is an Idaho association of returned PC volunteers, as there are in many states and some of the larger metropolitan areas, and most countries have “friends groups” of volunteers, their friends and families to stay involved with their country of service. I look forward to discussions about these topics and other activities within these groups.

The women planned to visit Butrint and then head up along the “Albanian Riviera”, to Vlora, and then to Shkoder, into Montenegro, Croatia, Slovenia and into Hungary and the Czech Republic. That is a route I hope to travel after I finish my service, so I gave them my e-mail address and asked them to update me on their progress, and, especially, to give any advice they might have from their tour.

With an American passport, it is so easy to travel around this region and there is so much to see. In mid-October, I went with several of the volunteers to Istanbul for the marathon. 16 of the 27 in my cohort traveled to Istanbul for the event. One volunteer met his mother there and toured around a bit with her and some of her friends. Then after taking his LSAT exam, he ran the marathon on the next day. He is also interested in the Foreign Service. This kid is a high achiever.

I went along mainly to provide therapy to the survivors. Personally, I don’t see a point to jogging along a scenic route with a few thousand people, who, except for the super-fit few, seem to cramp up or throw up along the way and suffer a lot of pain in the aftermath. Then again, there are those who are not interested in flying a small plane to some remote mountain airstrip, hiking along a wild Idaho river, catching and releasing a dozen or so trout, huddling around a campfire and then waiting for the frost to burn off in the morning before launching for home. It takes all kinds to make a world. I knew that even before I joined the Peace Corps.

Istanbul is a beautiful and fascinating city that honors and displays its deep and varied roots. The people seem very friendly, the food was fantastic, and the museums and monuments are incredible. We walked for hours up and down the cobbled streets of the old city (at least those of my friends who could still walk), touring immense Ottoman mosques or Byzantine churches or endless bazaars or serene parks and tea gardens with vistas of the Bosporus that divides the city and Europe from Asia. I was impressed. Definitely a place I would like to visit again.

Most of the group flew back to Albania, but a few of us took the train to the ancient city of Thessaloniki in Greece where there is a bus back to Korca. The train travelled along the Aegean coast and pulled into the city in the late morning. We then walked around the bustling city of more than a million. We toured its museums and monuments, which ranged from the stone-age to the twentieth century, but emphasized the Macedonian, Roman and Byzantine eras. The modern archeology and Byzantine museums are nicely laid out and, although the collections are relatively modest, they compare well to the museums of Athens or Istanbul.

In the evening, we boarded a crowded Alba-Trans bus bound for Korca. We departed from a store front across the street from the train station. A Chinese lady, who spoke Albanian, hawked mechanical toys to the men. I assume these were presents for their kids back home as they returned from work in Greece. The trip along a Greek highway took less than three hours to the Albanian border. There, the bus driver had heated words with passengers whose papers were not in order, since that delayed our crossing by more than an hour and looked bad for the driver, who apparently was ultimately responsible to the authorities, as the bus company is not supposed to let on board passengers without valid passports and visas. There was also a problem with the paperwork for some of the cargo. Strangely, once we got through the Greek station, the Albanian side went quickly, although I did notice one man walking up and down the aisle with a large wad of Albanian money, exchanging bills with some of the passengers. Whether or not this was a factor that facilitated our passage, I can’t say.

As we drove along the road from the border towards Korca, a man in the back of the bus began to sing an Albanian folk song, but was soon drowned out by a Hollywood, action movie shown on DVD in the front of the bus. The film was a violent epic set in LA. It was about a personal vendetta between a police officer skilled in martial arts and a Chinese hit man, and had all the usual explosions, machine guns, sword fights, car crashes, etc. I didn’t need to be awakened when we drove into Korca late at night.

All the politicians here talk about easing visa requirements for Albanians to travel outside of the country. This seems inevitable to me and a good thing, but Isufi pointed out something I hadn’t considered. Workers abroad are more likely to have their families join them than to send remittances back home. For poor countries that rely on these funds for a significant part of their economy (about 25% in Albania) that would be catastrophic. Also, currently the unemployment rates in Greece and Turkey are high and they are not welcoming foreign workers, so things are not likely to change at the border crossings anytime soon, and Albania will remain an underdeveloped enclave for awhile longer.

Saturday night there was a classical flute duet concert at the Kultural Palace. There is also a banner across the street announcing the “Korca Prize”. I think this is a painting competition that the mayor told me about when we met at a photography exhibit a few weeks ago. He said that artists were being invited to Korca from around Albania. They would paint scenes of the city, with a prize to be awarded to the best, but that each artist would leave one painting to enhance the collection of the city art gallery (the “Guri Madhe” in the Kultural Palace). There is a lot of activity, fixing cobblestone streets in the older parts of town and repairing sidewalks along the boulevards. Many older buildings are being restored and there is new construction throughout the city. There are plans to restore the bazaar. Korca is another city with deep and varied roots. It is working towards being a beautiful and fascinating European city, well worth visiting again.