Kos. Or how Czechs wanted to trick Lithuanians

We are leaving Nisyros. A sporty week is ahead. I will practice windsurfing and my potential husband will cycle around the island. We packed and came to Maria’s café to say goodbye and kiss the whole family. Her husband took us to the port inhaling one cigarette after the other. They never put seat belts on – just turn up the volume of their folk radio and imagine that beeping [...]