Sarandë's bars, discos & party-boats pounded out beat music until the early hours. A cruise ship arrived in Sarandë bay overnight. Our route tracked the coast, coming down to near the sea-front from time to time, then rearing up to give us challenging ascents and fine views once surmounted. We move into olive-growing country, most groves several decades old but quite well-tended. From the high hills, we can see lots of lesser hills carefully-terraced once upon a long time ago - but now mostly overgrown. Just a few planted to young olive groves. Lots of sweating. Lots of breather breaks. On one - a party of middle-aged bikers on electric bikes passed us waving gaily. Further on, we met a group of twenty or so Slovaks cycling in the other direction. Good fun swapping en route notes with fellow bike-tourers. We also see camper van after camper van. Almost every other vehicle is a camper van! Sitting in a café en route, Andrew managed to arrange collection of his bike from Brindisi and transport to Sevenoaks on www.sendbike.com. Already wet with sweat, we got another soaking when the skies opened on us for about 30 minutes before reaching Himarë. Our BnB a small one bedroom flat - it's my turn to sleep on the sofa bed. Tomorrow, Andrew's last ride on this trip with me, to Vlorë.