I tried to catch the ferry from Ancona on the central East coast of Italy but I had arrived a day early so headed south to Bari where I was sure more frequent services were available. Making 9.5 hour train journey I arrived in Bari tired and without a map or any information. Like any good backpacker I headed straight to a 5 star hotel for directions and advice. Here the receptionist told me I could catch the 11pm ferry no problems. With advice from my favourite Italian Federica of how unsafe Bari is I made a mission for the ferry pronto. I took a perch up on the top deck in the heat of the night and wrapped myself up in all my warm clothes...making it all worth while bringing them with me! I arrived in Durres, Albania around 9am. I was coxed into a cab for €5 to get me to the bus station. It was my first lesson in F.Off. Especially after I discovered the bus stop was less than 200m away....reminded me of Paul and his Rickshaw driver in Delhi. But I managed to wriggle out of i...