Welcome to the trip with no name (29/07/2009) As it says. the adventures of a white guy as he takes a couple of months wandering through Europe. From Albania to Zagreb, maybe. The title is ironic, based on the idea that if you go somewhere and can’t speak the language, repeating yourself slowly and louder will make all the difference. Of course, I know this not to be true. I\’m told that trying a few words in the local language goes a long way. Except in Liverpool. Possible itinerary (29/07/2009) Packing list (30/07/2009) Things I’ll be taking… Ramadan (31/07/2009) Realised last night that I’ll be in Albania and Kosovo during…