Mr Sllamniku is a broad bearded man in his early fifties. Along with 1500 others, they crossed into Albania overnight and stopped on the outskirts of the small north-eastern town of Kukes. Over a hundred tractors, trailers, and small cars are parked on a littered field just under a snow-clad mountain slope.
People sit in small groups or on piles of their remaining possessions.
Not much is said, and most seem to to be gazing inwards. Quite a few journalists, photographers and TV-crews are drifting around looking for people to interview. A few hundred meters to the left of the field, the ruins of a decaying industrial site add to the desolation of the scene. These refugees come from Vragoli, a small village a few kilometers outside Pristina. Avdyl Orllati was the teacher there.