Just landed in the Alexander the great airport in Skopje, we noticed exactly how everything was. No larger than Eindhoven airport, this was supposed to be the capital airport. Only a handful of people waiting near one of the few conveyer-belts, and then in a long queue for the only ATM of the place. Our tour guide happens to be Mr. Milan, who studied languages and tourism, therefore licensed to guide us. He seems new in his profession as he nervously welcomes us to the land of some two million people. Exhausted we get into the bus to Berovo, and this will be the only sightseeing in the capital, too bad we can't see anything. I guess we should be glad to have our guide, as his English is high above my expectations. With his vocab and accent is nothing wrong, just lacking of fluency. Just arrived at the hotel after a trip of two and a half hours on bumpy roads I see I'm being send to a rather big room, for four persons. Us three can manage here just fine I reckon, maybe it'll work out too in the next hotels. I try to sleep but a rooster already decided it wasn't the middle of the night anymore, keeping me awake for quite some time. Unfortunately I couldn't close the windows, for there exists no air-conditioning here. Might as well wake up way too early again, just waiting for the rest to wake up and start breakfast at 11. Oh, long live good beds, which this country is probably not aware of..
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