Northern Greece is ideal for the undecided: It?s the perfect place for lounging on the sun-soaked beaches of the Aegean by day and shivering in the rain-soaked mountains of the Balkans by night.
I was traveling there with my girlfriend, who preferred the former, and my father, who preferred the latter.
And for a brief moment, we were lost somewhere in between. Greece?s Thracian panhandle extended off onto another map that was in the trunk of the car, and the tower of a cement factory obscured any view of either the mountains or the sea.
Our destination was the old tobacco port of Kavala, perched on a hill overlooking the water in what would turn out to be the direction of the cement factory. We finally arrived after belatedly finding it on the map, then detouring in search of an ultimately inaccessible castle that we also found on the map
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