We
retraced the 10kms we drove late yesterday then headed south on a
yellow. A windy, snowy slow road up around 1000m altitude.
We
arrived at the border at Gllobocice, the Kosovo police checked our
details and looked up at John in the drivers seat. Also wanted to see
the insurance paper. He diligently flicked through the pass port
pages till he found our stamp in and carefully stamped his on the
same page, shaking his head at the last guy who just stamped in the
middle of the page. This process took longer than checking us.
Onto
the North Macedonian police and customs. A quick check of passports
and insurance, a stamp given and onto customs. Opened the house door
for him he asked if we had a dog or money to declare I replied no dog and
we use visa card. And we were through.
We saw a couple of these signs on bridges but were not sure what they indicated....
We
had planed to go to Skopje on yellow but was not to be. We had just
turned into a white that short cut the big yellow loop when a police
car coming the other way stopped to talk. No doesn't go through, follow
us.
John
managed a tight U turn on slippery ground and we followed him. Once we reached the turn off point the police asked us in for tea at a restaurant so we
obliged. Just wanted to learn a bit more about our travels. 
Finally,
as we saw the red highway looming and the pay station, we realized we
has no local currency. Stopping at the gas station I asked if the pay
station took Euros all good and off we went at 90km/hr, the fastest we’d
been for a while. Another pay station and into Skopje. John guided me
up to a fort where we squeezed in a full carpark. No snow here.
We
wondered around the old town and found Krste Dabrovski’s cousin's
restaurant. We are not sure that we got the message thru regarding Krste, but the lunch was great!
Managed to buy a Vodofone SIM for 2€; 2GB for 7 days.Up to have a quick look at the fort then out of town in the rain.
One
thing we noticed is the amount of rubbish. The river or any bank is a
good place to throw it off. So sad.
We
knew we’d have a dark camp but harder than usual until we got way
out of town. Then we found one just off a yellow road between two
free ways down under the bridge and beside the river and mess.135km