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Small but beautifully formed. ;) Small but beautifully formed!!!!
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We have a sun drenched terrace so you can sit and watch the world go by with a pint in a frosted glass....good selection of bottled b**rs and wines and we make a Mojito to die for.Good prices and great staff!! ;)
What more can you ask for.;)

30/10/2026

Oh yeah..😍..
Tonight....
Live Music..😍👍..
With GUS...😍👍🥰
Starts 8.30pm 🎶 🎵
Hope to see you there♥️

23/10/2026

IT'S FRIDAY!!!!!!Woo Hoo!!!! I hear you cry😍😁🥰👍
It's the night of LIVE MUSIC with the amazing GUS!!! 8.30PM start. Hope to see you there 🥂🍻😍 ###

16/10/2026

Dont forget folks...LIVE music tonight with the amazing GUS!!!...Starts at 8.30pm 🥰♥️👍

02/10/2026

It's that Friday feeling!!! Woo Hoo!!!😍👍 When all you want is a nice cold b**r, or a glass of bubbles and sit back and relax listening to some of the best live music on the island!! That's right!! Live Music tonight with the extremely talented GUS!!!!Starts 8 30pm 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🥳🥳🥳 ###

25/09/2026

Don't forget tonight (Friday) we have LIVE MUSIC with the amazing GUS!. Starting at 8.30pm. Hope to see you there😍👍###

22/09/2026

Day 9 (Simon)
Monday 21st September.
Alarm set for 7am, luckily we were both awake at 6am so a leisurely pack and out before anyone else in the hotel stirred. Watched the sunrise from the car park and were then off down the little (and very steep) mountain road, airport bound. Within 15 minutes we were back in civilisation, and 10 minutes later stuck in a huge, very unexpected traffic jam. Words cannot describe the chaos here in rush hour. Cars stop in the middle of the road and kids are thrown out (commonly called the school run). Seatbelts appear to be optional, using your mobile seems to be encouraged and we haven't seen any traffic lights in over a week. Added all together, as I said, chaos. We finally arrived at the airport, luckily our man turned up on time to take his van back.
Fast forward four hours and we've landed in Bologna and looking to get to our room for the night. We chose the monorail to the station, then we tried to arrange our 4am airport transfer via the local 24 hour bus. We asked three members of staff who gave us three different sets of conflicting information. Sack that then, we'll work it out later. As it was about 30C we decided on a 45 minute walk to our accommodation (as we do) and the sweat was dripping off us when we finally found it. Quick shower and another 30 minute walk into Bologna Old Town. What a fantastic place though. Apparently it's the food capital of Italy. Result. After a couple of b**rs in some very non-touristy bars, we found a very non-touristy eating place and the food was excellent. As we were in Bologna it would be rude not to have spagbol, so I did. Jules however wanted to be very rude so opted for the pork (again excellent). As our 3am alarm call was looming large in our minds, we had a couple more relaxers and spent an eventful hour people watching. Oh and another 30 minute walk home. Why aren't there any bloody taxis around here?
And we STILL haven't sorted out a lift to the airport in the morning!!!
Nite, nite.
Update: taxi sorted.
This whole trip from Milan to Albania to Bologna has been one of the best. Italians at airports are a nightmare; anywhere else, their actually OK. Albanians are one of the friendliest and politest people we have come across. Their country clearly has a massive wealth divide; noticeable on the one hand by the hundreds of roadside secondhand stalls. And on the other by the number of Mercs and BMWs populating the car washes up and down the country. And last, but my no means least, the challenging driving conditions we had. The roads were just about OK, but the local drivers? Words fail me!!!
Until next time......

21/09/2026

Day 8 (Jules)
Sunday 20th September.

An early departure today as we had a decent drive ahead of us to get to a place called Kruje, a hill side town overlooking the North of Albania and, also near the airport, where an early van handover was due tomorrow..
Driving happily along, trying to ignore the twinkling of warning lights, suddenly we rounded a bend only to be confronted by a strategically placed armchair in the middle of the road, accompanied by many Albanian men waving frantically at us...An accident we thought, as we hit the brakes....but no it was a full blown wedding ceremony at 8am..spilling out into the road. Everyone was dressed to the nines and waving handkerchiefs, singing and dancing, without a care in the world...bless them...
Onwards we went, keeping an eye out for anymore lurking armchairs..and handkerchiefs..
We knew that our final resting place for the night was in the hills..but we just kept going higher and higher, through the town of Kruje then onwards and definitely upwards..surely we should be awarded another warning light for all the screeching and wheel spinning coming from our poor van..
Finally we reached our little hotel in the clouds...but just in case we weren't having enough trouble with oxygen deficiency our room was right at the very top of the hotel, 60 stairs and obviously no lift...falling into the attic room, we both proceeded to spend the next 10 minutes repeatedly banging our heads on the ridiculous low roofbeams..swearing and huffing...but at least the view was worth it...well it would have been if the thunder clouds hadn't rolled in...Ahhhhh, the joys of travelling..
Once our heads had stopped throbing we headed out to check out the nearby viewpoint just up the road...and what a sight...The dark clouds had cleared and you could see all the way to the coast in the evening sun....
Then things took a rather strange turn....there was a little crowd milling around right by the cliff edge, when suddenly a sleek black (obviously freshly washed) Mercedes rolled up, complete with blacked out windows...the driver got out, then helped the blindfolded, yes you heard that right, passenger out and they both headed to the precipise only a few meters away...Thinking we were about to witness an Albanian assassination, we backed off slightly, but it was at this point we realised it was a traditional marrige proposal ceremony, complete with a big heart statue, ch*****ne, fireworks, overhead drone and much merriment ....
With much relief we joined in with the clapping and polite nodding...We thought she was a bit smartly dressed..
Back to the hotel for a feast that would have easily fed the whole engagement party..
Then it was a long climb up those lovely stairs, a bit more banging of heads, then sleep, or maybe it was mild concussion..
What a great last day in Albania...
Off to Bologna tomorrow for our final night, lets see what that holds for us..?

20/09/2026

Day 7 (Simon)
Saturday 19th September.
There are only four tables here for breakfast, but five couples, so it's a bit of a musical chairs moment. When the music did stop we bagged our table and without ordering, all kinds of foodstuffs were ferried in by the friendly hosts. Flat bread, pancakes, fried egg, cheese, grapes, figs and so on. We were in the beautiful village of Lin tonight aswell, so no rushing around today, just a good old chillout. After a post breakfast lie down (stuffed), we checked out (they couldn't fit us in for two nights), and walked 50 metres down the road to another guest house. Same story; a fantastic view of the lake good swimming entry via a wooden platform, complete with sunbeds...heaven. Well it would have been if I hadn't heard those infamous words from my travelling partner:
"Shall we have a quick stroll up that hill behind the village? I bet the views are great". I thought the views were OK from here to be honest, but go on then. Two hours later, swearing, sweating and sun damaged I dragged him into a cafe for refreshment. For some strange reason we didn't take any water with us, maybe because I thought that, literally it would be a 'quick stroll'. After 20 odd years of this maybe I should know by now!
Then, finally we were sunbathing lakeside. A couple of cold b**rs and a bracing dip in Lake Ohrid did the trick. To our right, the mountains of North Macedonia looked inviting, maybe next year? It was so peaceful, we both drifted off into afternoon naps. We are definitely getting old, well I am anyway! Teatime came and Saturday night in Lin is not exactly party central, maybe the rain stopped the festivities, or maybe there just aren't any anyway. We found a restaurant ordered blind, ending up with chicken and salmon. Trust me it could have been much worse!
No Brandy and hot chocolate tonight. Sometimes we need to take a rest from spreading the word. Nite, nite.

19/09/2026

Day 6 (Jules.)
Friday 18th September.

It felt quite strange waking up in a normal room, no banging of head, or limboing out of the side door of the van for the early morning toilet dash...
We'd had a meeting last night and both decided that we didn't fancy another long drive south to the Albania Riviera., it all looked a bit too organised and peoplely for our liking..
So the decision was made to head to Lake Ohrid...which is located on the boarder of North Macedonia....
Our destination for the night was a small guesthouse on the Lin peninsula..
Simon had been a bit too distracted by the stunning scenery on the way, that he had failed to notice yet another little warning light had come on....this time for fuel..As luck would have it there looked like there was a petrol station at the top of the next climb..perfect..or maybe not, as there was a little man sitting there who told us that it was shut....We then had to back track to the previous town to top up...a close call..
Finally we reached our village and squeezed through the tiny streets, careful to avoid destroying the little old ladies market stalls with our wing mirrors...There was no parking at the guest house, so back we went to the main square to find a space..that really went down well with the old ladies....(luckily we couldn't understand any of the curses they put on us)
What a place, a quaint little Swiss like cottage with fruit trees and and a perfect decking area waiting for us, complete with with two deckchairs...
Bags were hurled into our room, b**rs were grabbed, and after a lovely swim we chilled on the deckchairs to watch the sunset....
A homecooked feast of lake fish (Koran carp) and a carafe or two of their local wine..and we called it a day... but not before getting a little guided tour of the kitchen....such lovely people...

18/09/2026

Day 5 (Simon)
Thursday 17th September
After the coldest night's sleep I can remember on our trips, we woke to a damp atmosphere and instinctively knew our time in the Albanian Alps had come to an end. It was only going to get colder overnight and my little wincieyte two-piece couldn't keep me warm! The plan was to head south, but where? This is a pretty big country for such a small campervan to cope with and so we aimed for Berat, a six hour drive away and that was only half way down on the map! But first it was Bovril time as we eagerly awaited for the kettle to do its stuff, with Julian muttering something about "a watched pot never boils". As we packed up the sun was rising and the mountain peaks surrounding us started to illuminate and with that, the heat came. We were off.
We decided to avoid any kind of built up areas, meaning we would sacrifice travelling time for beautiful scenery and spent the next few hours alternating between coffee stops and hairpin bends (a common theme this week). After awhile, a strange noise from the dashboard, then the oil light came on, oh perfect! For the next hour it was there, looking at us from the warning lights cluster, mocking us! In the end we stopped at a garage; dipped the oil (plenty in), so all was OK, soon confirmed by a charming local disguised as a car mechanic, who grunted something, smiled to himself and walked away chuckling. I'll leave you reader's to guess what he may have been thinking!
What followed was, a hard two hour drive to.........Berat.
We had a road closure and a couple of detours, as you do, but arrived in Berat in the early evening and found our guest house (yes, we thought it was time for a wash and brush up). Straight out into the evening and what a beautiful place it was. Very touristy, but in a slightly niave, Albanian way. Cheap food and drink so we had some 2€ kebabs, and other stuff in a Locals cafe. Almost finished for the night; just one more thing left to do and that was to continue spreading word of the gospel of Brandy and Hot Chocolate. No bar in Berat had heard of it, so we enlightened them and also set the price of 12€ for four!!! Job done. Nite, nite.

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28 Calle LA IGLESIA
Corralejo
35660

Horario de apertura

Lunes	13:00 - 02:00
Martes	13:00 - 02:00
Miércoles	13:00 - 02:00
Jueves	13:00 - 02:00
Viernes	13:00 - 02:00
Sábado	13:00 - 02:00
Domingo	13:00 - 02:00

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