“Good morning my friend! I’ve missed you!” Manuel scoops up our son and enfolds him in a hug before delighting him with a chase through the restaurant. Finley’s squeals of laughter echo through the family-run hotel in the tiny village of Qeparo where we’re staying on the Albanian Riviera. Easy access to white pebbled beaches, azure water and views of Greece make this a relaxing spot to enjoy delicious locally sourced Albanian cuisine. But the food and landscape are not the only reasons my husband and I have fallen in love with this country. Our two-year-old son is welcomed everywhere we go. Hi…