Pickin' Figs

Fig Plantation


Yesterday, Marisa and I were invited by a friend to go to a near-by village to pick figs on a fig plantation.  We had a wonderful time.  The plantation was a half miles walk off the main road.  Ireana's niece and nephew came with us and we all wondered through the garden together.  We had such a great night.  We all ate dinner at this little locale that was on a lake (that had seen better days..the water was a little low) and the wind was so cool.  What a break from the "hair dryer" breeze in Berat.  Our dinner was salad and french fries followed by frog legs and fish.  I tried everything that was served to me, but I have to say the frog legs were a little hard to swallow!  Not one of my favs!