It’s Greek to Me

Unsatisfied with spending another night in the bus, on Sunday evening we foraged along the Greek coast southeast of Thessaloniki until we found a suitable spot to camp. 45 minutes later, we stumbled upon Perea, a small town that seemed to be a mix of really expensive houses and military installations. Luckily for us, there also happened to be a gazebo sticking out on a jut of land and looking down 100 feet to the sea. Our rudimentary Greek indicated that the barbed wire just next to the gazebo was siphoning off military land. Our team of seven gathered around the gazebo as a phenomenal thunder and lightning storm tore its way past us, providing quite the show from our rocky promenade.

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