hitting a little low.

Things are getting increasingly frustrating, as I've been here for almost 5 days but have made little head way on the stories I want to focus on. Added to that is the weather, a little too brutally cold for my liking, and the power cuts-- the power cuts are apparently worse this winter, and it hits harder because it's even colder than it was last year so the heating tends to be a problem. The past two days have been spent trying to make contact after contact (in the back rooms of some places, in smokey dank restaurants for others), but as far as establishing some sort of concrete story, I can't say it's too positive, especially on the trafficking side of things. And then yesterday for the first time, I failed to restrain myself from mouthing off at a complete stranger who crossed the line when he made kissy kissy noises at me. This whole thing is definitely proving itself to be hard-- but such is life and let's see what happens after this weekend. I have met some interesting people though, Isa Bala being one of them-- a man of immeasurable generosity, even after having lost so much just a few days after the end of the war in Kosovo.

the sixth power cut of the day. 10 year-old Dabnis and the candle, the Sadiku household in Peje, 27.12

Isa the butcher, Peje, 28.12.