I am living on an island wich translates to "isolated place". Ferries run form Kavala to Prinos and from Keramoti to Limenas, both on Thasos-island, nothern Greece. The street however, wich runs

The only way to cross the Vjosa-River at Tepelene is using the old swinging bridge: on your way to school, to the market or the local administration. I was hiking up to Beçisht, birthplace of Ali Pasha,

That morning i awoke by the chants of the muezzins. At first i didn´t even realize who was singing and where those strange sounds came from. I slept in the back room, which pointed towards the mountains.

It was her city from the beginning. I would not have admitted it for a long time, i wasn´t even really aware of it, when i got off the train one early morning of may, making my way into Tbilissi. I stood

Hey there, my name is Joerg Dauscher, a german travel writer currently living on Thasos, nothern Greece. On steemit i would like to entertain you with fotographs and situations alike: small stories in