Travelling with the Refugees

I left from Salonicco to get to Graz (Austria) through the Balkan route. Two week as a refugee among refugees. I pretended I was a Kurdish Syrian, wife of young Kurdish man named Ivan, coming from the city of Amuda. I walked through fields and railways with him and his whole family . We paid the traffickers twice: from Pescavo to Belgrado and from the Serbian-Hungarian border to Budapest. At the end..