The Albanian Riviera
Europe's last secret — untouched, ancient, unforgettable
For decades, Albania was sealed shut. Enver Hoxha's communist regime made it one of the most isolated countries on earth — no foreign visitors, no foreign investment, no contact with the outside world. When the regime collapsed in 1991, the Albanian coast emerged essentially unchanged from the mid-twentieth century: no high-rise hotels, no marina complexes, no paved coastal roads. The riviera had been preserved by repression.
Three decades later, development has arrived, but selectively. The major towns — Sarandë, Himarë, Vlorë — have hotels, restaurants, and reliable infrastructure. But between them, the coast remains startlingly wild. Rocky headlands separate small bays accessible only by sea or by paths that wind down through olive groves and abandoned terraces. The water quality is among the best in the Mediterranean, partly because there was never enough development to pollute it.
The SH8 Coastal Road
The coastal highway from Vlorë to Sarandë is one of the great drives in Europe. It climbs the Llogara Pass to over 1,000 meters, then descends through a series of switchbacks with views that stop conversation. Below, the coast unfolds in a sequence of blue bays and white cliffs. The road was improved significantly in the 2010s and is now fully paved, though narrow in places and shared with livestock, pedestrians, and occasional military vehicles from the nearby naval base.
Where to Stay
Himarë is the best base for exploring the central riviera. It's a real town with year-round residents, a working fishing harbour, a castle on the hill, and enough restaurants and guesthouses to be comfortable without feeling manufactured. Dhermi attracts a younger, more international crowd. Sarandë is the largest town, with ferries to Corfu and proximity to the ancient ruins of Butrint (a UNESCO World Heritage Site that rivals anything in Greece for historical significance).
Butrint
At the southern end of the riviera, on a peninsula surrounded by lakes and lagoons, Butrint contains ruins spanning two and a half thousand years — Greek, Roman, Byzantine, Venetian, Ottoman. The site is remarkably intact and mercifully uncrowded. A Roman theatre seats eight hundred and still has its original stone benches. A Byzantine baptistery retains its mosaic floor. The whole place is wrapped in forest, with tortoises moving slowly through the undergrowth, indifferent to the centuries above them.