lake Badovcit SUNDAY school without school

We get to the lake by a bus that we found by talking to several people at the bus station. One felt responsible and guided us right in the bus. It says "Reihe 9 links", "Reihe 10 rechts" and "Benutzen der Toilette auf eigene Gefahr". We jump out when the bus is stopping at a petrol station and make our way to the lake we saw from the window. Located between hills, in a sort of valley, the Badovcit lake is quite big. We walk the side that has no shadow, the road is on the other one. Families brought their cars right to the water front, a man lies in front of his scooter, in a way that his face would just be covered by the shadow of the scooter. Others brought a grill and are frying huge amounts of meat on it. A father tries to squeeze an inflatable unicorn in the back of his car, the children scream. We make our way through the small street and small paths through the forest. We find a nice spot to swim, luckily we discover the broken beer bottles and sardine boxes only after we get out. Our way back gets tricky - the mosquitos love us and we get lost in the forest. The wild turtles and lizzards seem to like it, we slowly get tired. There is no rubbish here anymore - the city nomads don't go that far. Luan, the Lion manager from an austrian company, helps us out with some water and we end up with him and his mum in his car back to Prishtina.

I.M.