
On the way to Chomatistra Beach
At the end of the dirt road there is a small church, not a soul around, and a wind that knocks you off your feet. I have never encountered such a strong wind as here. When the wind blew at my back, it was very easy and pleasant to walk, as if I had become twice as light. But when it blew in my face or from the side (which was much more often :) - I had to make maximum effort to keep my footing.









