Two happy stray dogs joined us along the way and became part of the group, pausing when we were pausing, running when we were running. They walked with us all the way up to Pilur and would only leave us when we returned to Himara.
While the sun was rising and the entire coast was already in the sun, we were able to stay in the mountain’s shade for the exhausting uphill part of the tour. At 9am we reached Pilur. Some old men were already having their morning Raki at the main square’s restaurant. Totally exhausted, we had a seat and had some breakfast first: white cheese, olive oil, fresh bread, juicy tomatoes, and of course, coffee Americano. Not neglecting the need to experience the culture, we had our morning Raki right after.
After strolling through the narrow streets of Pilur and picking some figs along the way, we headed back to Himara. Our new friends still with us, we reached the hostel at 2pm and chose to hang out in the hammocks for the rest of the day.
