Day 4: August 31

After lunch, Volchiy came up with an itinerary for us and won’t say where we’re going. We drive for quite a while, through villages with white houses. Through the mountains. On the mountain slopes, terraces have been laid out from stones, but nothing grows there.

I’m starting to like Tinos. It’s so unhurried, so quiet. There are few tourists here, and generally few people and cars.

We turn onto an even narrower road, which soon turns into a dirt track. We descend to the sea along steep switchbacks. I think we’re heading to the beach, but it turns out not quite.

Volchiy parks by an old rusted barrier. A brick is painted on the wall — no entry. On the small patch of ground in front of the barrier there are a couple more cars, one of them with Austrian plates. I think I already saw this car yesterday; there was a young guy in it, alone.

We climb over the barrier and walk along a wide dirt road. Soon I realize this is an abandoned marble quarry. The marble here is green.

I find it amazing that marble is formed through metamorphism from limestone. Which in turn is formed from the remains of shells and corals. I don’t know why this amazes me so much.

We pass by a little house with boarded-up windows. Old rusty tools are lying around everywhere.

We go deep into the quarry. It’s very amazing here; it reminds me of a canyon. Around us are high marble walls, completely smooth.

Volchiy explores the quarry, climbs a shaky wooden ladder to the second level. And I sit in a chair and watch. Nice.

After the quarry, we drive a little further along the dirt road and arrive at a small fishing village on the edge of the cape. There is a very beautiful beach here with white pebbles.

It’s getting dark. The drive home takes almost an hour. We arrive when it’s already completely dark.