EDITH Durham's High Albania is a riveting account of months of travel through remote parts of the Balkans in 1908.
Her book is apparently still regarded as an authoritative source for understanding old customs of the remoter mountainous regions.
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A fascinating insight into a disappeared world |
These customs included blood feuds, which were frequently a deadly business but had 'honourable' rules, one of which was that shooting was not allowed when a household was entertaining guests.
Accordingly Edith felt safe one evening in a village where, unable to stay with the local priest, who was away, she and her companions were invited to overnight with a family currently involved in a major blood feud over a broken engagement.
"The young man who had invited us had shot a man of the girl's family, and cleansed it [his honour]; now the family of the slain man hungered for the blood of him or his.
"He looked on the situation with grim satisfaction, for he knew he had acted righteously.
"I lay and listened to the tale while three men, intent on feeding us sumptuously, slaughtered a kid on a hurdle by the doorstep, and were busy cleaning and quartering it.
"Just as they were bloody to the elbows - dan! rang a rifle and phew-ew sang a bullet close over our heads from behind the corner of the wall.
"Down fell the flaying-knives; the three snatched Martinis [rifles] that hung handy from the stone brackets by the door, and dashed off in hot pursuit.
"A yell of laughter followed at once. A neighbour with a strong sense of humour had fired, just for a joke, to make them jump!"
There is much more of this, and I found the book so entertaining that I sped through the almost-200 pages on a recent 10-day holiday, leaving me with nothing to read for the rest of the trip!