Strolls during a flight

“On Thursday, 4th of April 1991, as my wife Neire and I were waiting at London Heathrow Airport for the plane that would carry us back to Albania, the furthest thing from my mind was the possibility that I might write about my country’s 11-month-long birth-pangs. In the four months that my wife and I had spend in England as the guests of my brother-in-low Sali Toptani and his wife Audrey, I had witnessed from afar the frenzy that had gripped Albania after the first exodus of my countrymen last July…”