The next morning, we both felt jaded. We’d walked 25 km the previous day and so felt stiffness but also we’d had been on the road now for 90 days. Added to this, we were fugitives on foreign soil. I looked at Michael. Today was his Birthday and he looked depressed. Just tired, I hoped.
Kavala sits in a natural amphitheatre of hills on the coast of The Aegean Sea. As you make you way down the slopes, you see “The Cyan City”, as it’s known, nestled between the bright, cloudless sky and the expanse of the sea. The city of Kavala has been passed around more than the last