Prishtina... I'm back!

Welcome to my newest blog!
I know my previous blogs were written in Spanish,
but since this time I will be meeting old friends in Kosovo-Kosova who are not fluent in my mother tongue I decided to write in English. Hope it's Ok for you.

How can I start this "last-minute-blog" about my "last-minute-decision" to start my "last-minute-trip" to Kosovo?

Well, let's say that the very best thing about "last-minute" journeys is that you are not really aware of what you've done until you reach your destination.

(^o^)

That is exactly the way I can describe how I feel right now on my way to Kosovo-Kosova.



Hold on a second...
you, dear reader, didn't you know I was going back to Kosovo-Kosova?
Well, to be honest... neither did I...
until the day before yesterday!
ha ha ha

My contract in the European Union Office in Alicante was coming to an end and, although I've received a Teaching Assistanship to move to China, the University over there does not expect me to arrive until the end of August.

What was I going to be doing all-summer-long in Alicante?

And then I received a confirmation mail from Prishtina Summer University. If I still was interested in joining the course, they would enrol me but they also informed me that the course will start on Monday!

I attended PSU (Prishtina Summer University) twice.
The first time, in July 2002, I went there as a member of the Spanish Delegation sent by an academic organization. It was an amazing journey to a recovering hard-working balcanic area.



You can watch more pictures from my visit to PSU in 2002 here.


Then I came back in 2004 to attend PSU again and it was even better than the first time. On the one hand, I met my dear "sister" Sara (another traveller with no fear to move here and there around the Globe). On the other hand I witnessed the great amount of improvements and changes that people in Kosovo-Kosova managed to accomplished.



You can watch more pictures from my visit to PSU in 2004 here.


So they called me again on Wednesday... and I said yes, of course!

Today, I'm on my way to a new country. Slightly different from the one I knew. Back in 2002 and 2004 Kosovo-Kosova was not yet an independent country. Today, 8 years after my first visit, it is considered the youngest country in the world and I am very much curious about what am I going to find on this third visit.



And here I am, in Barcelona Airport, after having landed from Alicante, waiting to take a flight to Vienna where I will take a final flight to Pristina.



Yes... the very best thing about "last-minute" journeys is that you are not really aware of what you've done until you reach your destination.

(^o^)

PS: Although in English we refer to this country as Kosovo (Serbian name), in Albanian the name is written as Kosova and it is the one locals prefer to use.