November 9th-10th, 2026
Today, I had 4-5 items on my list of places to see. The first one was to see the outside of the
old train station.
Skopje was devastated by a magnitude 6.1 earthquake in 1963. It destroyed about 80% of the city and killed
over a thousand people. Over 200,000 were
left homeless so in a way, it’s surprising that the death toll wasn’t higher. During the rebuild, the city was divided into
blocks dedicated to specific activities. The banks of the Vardar River became natural
areas and parks, regions between the main boulevards were built with high-rise
housing and shopping centres, and the suburbs were left to individual housing
and industry.
The old train station is one of the city's most powerful
historical landmarks, serving as a permanent memorial to the catastrophic earthquake. Roughly two-thirds of the building collapsed,
and the surviving portion was never repaired for active railway use. The main facade's clock was permanently
halted at 5:17 (am), capturing the exact moment the disaster struck.
There are a lot of red, double-decker buses in Skopje.
Right next to my next stop, I briefly walked into the Church
of Saints Constantine and Helena. The
original church was built in 1927 but also suffered significant damage in the
1963 earthquake and it was razed to make way for the City Trade Centre. A new church was built between 2012 and 2025
thanks to 4 million Euros of donations, so it is brand spanking new.
It was a lovely area of town.
The actual stop that I had planned was the Mother Teresa Memorial House. When I was a kid, I remember hearing about Mother Teresa, especially from my friends’ parents who were Catholic. I didn’t realize until yesterday that Mother Teresa, whose actual name was Anjezë Gonxhe Bojaxhiu, was born in Skopje in 1910. She lived most of her life in India, specifically in the city of Calcutta to serve the “poorest of the poor”. She died in 1997 and in 2016, she was canonised by the Catholic Church as Saint Teresa of Calcutta.
And now with another spiritual leader, the Dalai Lama.
A lovely chapel on the top floor of the building.
There was a peaceful protest that passed by. I had no idea what they were chanting or what the posters said, but with the power of the Internet, I later found out that they were chanting "Not one more!". The march was sparked by the murder of 17-year-old woman from Bogdanci, a small town in the eastern part of the country, who was killed despite having previously reported violence and receiving a court protection order. Very sad.
I walked through Macedonia Square
again, passing by the massive statue of Alexander the Great on his horse, then
walked over the Stone
Bridge, a symbol of the city, which was built between 1451-1469.
Officially, it is not called "The Alexander the Great Statue", but the "Warrior on Horseback".
It was part of the Skopje 2014 project, which I'll talk about shortly. The foreign minister told a newspaper in October 2010 that the statue depicted Alexander the Great which was an "up yours" to Greece, due to the two nations' disputes over the identity of the ancient Macedonians. Since then, North Macedonian politicians have taken a less controversial stance and have referred to it as a generic soldier.
The buildings around the square and across the river were
rebuilt or renovated as part of a big and controversial project called Skopje 2014. It was financed by the government with the
official purpose of giving the capital a more classical appeal but also designed
to make the buildings more earthquake-proof. The project added over 130 structures, including
dozens of bronze monuments, bridges, museums, and neoclassical facades at a
reported cost between €500–700 million. Oh, and statues galore! I’ve never seen so many statues in a such a
small area.
Some of the projects finished products.
The project was controversial for a few reasons, the main
one being the exorbitant costs while the country was struggling with low wages
and unemployment. Additionally, the
monuments overwhelmingly celebrated ethnic Macedonian and Orthodox Christian
history, largely ignoring the country's significant ethnic Albanian Muslim
population and Ottoman heritage. Many
new facades were built using inexpensive materials like painted styrofoam and
plaster over existing buildings, leading to rapid deterioration. I saw that as I got closer to some of the buildings. Also, there was also a loss of green space in
central Skopje.
On the Stone Bridge.
My next destination was the Skopje Fortress, situated on
the highest point in the city overlooking the Vardar
River. It was first built in the 6th
century. I must admit, I do like castles,
but I knew that it would also provide a nice view of the city.
The last item on my list was to stroll through the Old Bazaar, one of
the oldest and largest marketplaces in the Balkans. It has been Skopje's centre for trade and
commerce since at least the 12th century.
Now it seems like it is a coffee and cigarette lover’s heaven! There were small tables filling many of the
narrow lanes, packed with people enjoying an espresso and a smoke. Oh, and if you were looking to pick up some gawdy
jewellery or a tacky suit or a bejewelled wedding dress, this was the place for
you. As you can imagine, I did not stay
for too long.
The following day I had hoped either visit nearby Matka Canyon or take a
cable car up to see the Millenium
Cross, a 66-meter metal crucifix, one of the tallest crosses in the world,
on Vodno Mountain. The latter option was not an option as the
cable car has been under repair since the spring plus the clouds were low with
rain today. Couple that with the rainy
weather with the fact that city buses to Matka Canyon were sporadic, I decided
to kibosh that idea too and just have a chill-out day in my apartment.

