According to the interweb, Tirana has had about seven more inches of rainfall so far this year than Seattle has.  My shoes know this, as all of my shortcuts too and from the bus stop in Sauk leave me walking in mud-covered këpucët.  You can always spot a tourist in Seattle just by looking for the person using an umbrella.  Here in Albania it seems like everyone has an umbrella.  The citizens use their cadra to guard against any precipitation more severe than a light fog.

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From 11AM to 4PM yesterday, working outside was like being inside a soap-free car was.  The eves of most buildings do not have gutters, and tarpaulins are as rare and precious in Albania as five-gallon buckets are.  Today, however, God smiled on Tirana in the form of light clouds, mild heat, and a bit of sunshine; it was glorious.  The three brothers: Alban, Mustafa, Mosi, and I worked to prepare for the next bit of concrete; a 1.5 x 4 meter walkway which will end at the entrance to the bottom floor of our new building.  

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I was able to get my head around my communication troubles with one of the guys today.  In his mind, he cannot understand me, and so he doesn’t try.  And in my mind, he does not want to understand me, and so I don’t try either.  Communication is possible when there is an agreement between both parties that an interchange is possible and also important.  He and I just need to agree to work more diligently at respecting the other enough to try.

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