Lezha, the cleanest municipality in the country

The villages of Lezha are like a fable with sound, a hidden page of Albania that you must experience with all your soul, in silence and humility.

The humility you feel in the love with which those inhabitants treat the earth!

I have traversed every path of this country, trodden by foot, but nothing has so tenderly engrossed me as these golden hills, stretching with quiet elegance to the eternity of the sea.

A recent trip of my trail friend Alma Bazhdari Naraci, who described these areas to me like this:
"In the company of a Frenchman I was taking from Shkodra to Mrizi i Zanave, through the streets of Vau t Deja, at one point, gazing at the light of the dust quivering on the tarmac, he asked me, "Where are we?" I smiled at his surprised question. "In Albania," I told him. He looked at me confused. "It can't be. Where's the trash?" I looked up and indeed, the streets were clean, the river banks spotless. Nothing could tell of a world weary of the hand of man. It was another Albania, the one we probably always dreamed of."

It is true. There is no municipality cleaner than Lezha in our country! I say this with professional responsibility! But villages have their own inherited authenticity perhaps as well.

These villages, located on hills that seem to hug the sky, face the sunset, as if invited to a celestial show that changes every evening. The sea breezes give life to the colors, while the clouds play with the light as actors in an eternal drama.

And, there is a magical microclimate here, which you don't feel anywhere else - maybe it's the invisible waterfall that descends from the branches of the Drin, filling the roots of every plant, giving the vineyards the essence of the best wine that man can drink.

The water here has a rare taste, as if it had absorbed all the mysteries of the mountain and is confessing them, drop by drop. Every breath in these villages is a return to the essence of what it means to be alive, intimately connected to the land, to the wind, to the fresh air, and to the shadows of a time that seems to have stopped to preserve it. what is better. In this hidden paradise, everything is experienced more deeply – from the simple beauty of the alleys, to the tranquility that envelops everything like a mantle woven by nature itself.

Here, in this corner of Albania that has survived time, one understands that beauty is not a luxury, but a necessity.

Leave the main road because it might tire you with traffic. Visit this magical part of the country, post the cleanliness. It is worth setting an example!