On my own journey, I occasionally arrived in a place that was a quintessential carte postale – and yet there was something not quite right about it, something that made me dislike it, a gut feeling, perhaps. Similarly, I went to places that were scruffy, but charming. Of course, this might have something to do […]

Markos and Hüseyin led their respective families along different routes, both aware of the safest roads to take. The rest of them, who had hidden inside their homes for so long, were shocked by what they saw: the silent streets, the neglected gardens. The sight of their beautiful Famagusta in a state of shadowy semi-dereliction […]