Over
the last week I fulfilled an ambition I conceived as a Cold War teenager,
locating places crucial to classical literature that that lay behind the Iron Curtain. And the curtain separating isolationist Albania was the
most impenetrable. By the time I arrived at university, the dictator Enver
Hoxha had fallen out not only with Yugoslavia, but with the USSR and China too.
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Our Driver on Via Egnatia |
Until
the 1990s I believed I’d never swim in the Adriatic by the towns of Northern Epirus,
inhabited by Illyrians whose war cry terrified the best-trained Greek hoplite. I thought I'd never visit the city of Epidamnus, from which the northernmost Greek sailors rowed at the Battle of Salamis. But now I've seen them and swum there, accompanied by my
historian daughter Sarah. We were phenomenally fortunate in our guide Jenka
Curri, driver Vinny (here on the Via Egnatia, which linked the Adriatic to Byzantium) and tour companion, and recommend
their company Balkan Insight with the utmost enthusiasm.
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Theatre of Buthrotum |
Buthrotum/Butrint
is breathtaking, fed by rich rivers flowing through verdant valleys to a turquoise lake that meets the sea. Cicero’s
loaded friend Atticus lived on a great estate here, than which Cicero wrote in
56 BCE, ‘nothing could be quieter or fresher or prettier’. Here Augustus settled the veterans of Actium so Virgil knew he had to laud Buthrotum in his Aeneid. Rome’s future relations with not only Epirus but all Greece
are defined forever by the friendly meeting between Aeneas and two other Trojan
refugees, Helenus and Andromache.
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Apollonia Amazon |
I read this part of Book III for ‘O’-Level
Latin in 1976, and remember my frustration that my teacher could not even find Buthrotum on a map. Last week, at last, I
found a shady spot beside the temples of the forum, where I imagine Andromache
making her sacrifices to Hector’s shade before loading Aeneas' son with gifts because he reminds her of her dead child Astyanax, and Helenus' prophetic description of the future dangers facing the Trojan wanderers.
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Comic Costume |
Apollonia
was an imposing hillside city, built by Corinthians in the seventh century BCE, where Romans came to study philosophy and rhetoric
(a stunning bust of Demosthenes has been found). Octavian received the news of Julius Caesar’s
assassination here in March 44 BCE. The museum is packed with treasures
including gorgeous Amazons and a comic actor chatting up Dionysus.
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Dyrrachium Christian Mosaics |
Dyrrrachium/Durres,
known to the Greeks as Epidamnus, site of one of the most important battles between Caesar and Pompey, boasts an amphitheatre in the ruins of which
early Christians built a church ornamented with stunning mosaics. I
had always wanted to visit the city where Plautus’ Menaechmus Brothers is
set, the play which underlies Shakespeare’s Comedy of Errors. The clever
slave Messenio says that it houses ‘debauchees, big boozers,
sycophants, perjurers and world-class fawning prostitutes’; it is certainly
still full of Italian pleasure-seekers at it was in Plautus’ day.
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Pot within a Dionysus Pot |
My
favourite finds in the Durres Museum were the gravestone of a tailor called Lucius
Domitius Sarcinator and an exquisite vase depicting a sacrifice to Dionysus,
complete with a vase-painting of dancing satyrs within the frame vase-painting.
Albanians
are friendly, funny (a specialism is dark humour about politics) and excellent
cooks. They have fine indigenous wine and beer. Many of the seriously
inexpensive restaurants are called ‘Antigone’, not after Sophocles’ tragic heroine
but the wife of Pyrrhus, Plutarch's ‘last of the Greeks’, who so bravely opposed Roman
imperialism. I am still buzzing with excitement with all that I have seen, and
would urge you to consider an Albanian adventure at the first opportunity.
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Apollonia Council House |
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