27 Hours

UK Action for Refugees

I’m sat drinking in the churning of the waves on the shores of Petra, Lesbos. They’re much louder tonight than the gentle graze of shingle we’ve grown accustomed to. The weather took a turn for the worse yesterday as predicted but the boats still came. Admittedly there haven’t been too many but in this weather it gets easier to see just how grave these peoples’ plights are. Watching from Eftalou this morning we could see how turbulent the water was on the Turkish side and yet still, across they came. By lunchtime, three hundred refugees had walked the hour hike from the beach to Eftalou where they found us with clothes, hot soup, medical assistance… and open arms. The first of those they’ve seen in a while.

Last night we were forced to abandon the Fiat Panda for Kathe’s Hyundai. The dirt roads on the stretch of coast we watch have…

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