It is a large dirty city with young African men, possibly refugees/illegal immigrants, selling trinkets on every corner. Dark skinned Caucasian people, suggested by others to be Bulgarian gypsies, in large mixed sex family groups begging. Pitiful sight with piles of uncollected rubbish being picked over - you get the idea.
How two Greek cities such as Kastoria and Thessaloniki could be so different?
We chose to stay the night here because there is a BMW motorcycle dealership in town. I need a couple of screws that rattled loose somewhere in Albania and Jim broke his lower windscreen fasteners. If they can squeeze us into their schedule I will get an oil change done.
What is wonderful about the Greek culture is that it is all about family. Thousands of people out early evening socialising and enjoying the sea breeze. Of all the thousands of young men and women out and about not one drinking or affected by alcohol.
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