Kosovo

Kosovo felt like we were there for a year with everything that was crammed in. It was the home of our first two projects, our very first couch surf, our first slum amidst the greatest cafe’s, restaurants and bars of Pristina and the greatest insight into the politics and people of a war torn country.

Below are just some captions of many, many wonderful memories.

The Value of Money

by tkos on August 17, 2012

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“I don’t want you to take this the wrong way, but there are a lot of people that are questioning whether this is just a holiday for you guys”. The sound of Kieran’s well intentioned but painful message still stung, despite three weeks passing. It’s true that we’ve had a great time. It’s true that [...]

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Surfing Couches

by tkos on August 17, 2012

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Over the last 85 nights we have slept in many different surroundings, from beaches to forests, parks to olive groves, cheap hotels to chateau’s. Some more memorable than others due to their exotic beauty but all amazing in their simplicity and variation. But something is missing. Something that every single one of those places lacked. [...]

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The Soap Project

by tkos on August 17, 2012

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“What do you mean you’re not allowed to go to school?” Elizabeth Gowing asks Geelane, a seven year old girl from Fusche-Kosove, Kosovo. It appears that if you do not register for school by the time you are seven, then you are not allowed to go. Ever. I would think that’s going to be a [...]

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Fusche Kosove

by tkos on August 17, 2012

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How do you prepare yourself for visiting a community living in extreme poverty? Like you, I’ve seen all the commercials on TV for Oxfam and the like, with all the dying children and the sad music playing in the background. But those 30 second random allotments, between the mindless, mediocre at best, canned laughter filled [...]

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Cow Jam

by tkos on August 17, 2012

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“I want to buy a cow!” Kimmi screams with excitement. Her eyes wide with exhilaration and animation. Her grin stretching from ear to ear. Oh dear. I think we might be in the market for a cow. We find ourselves in the living room of Drittero and Linda, drinking coffee around the table, in their [...]

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