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I've come to the most northwesterly
corner of Greece.

The British have been falling under
this island's spell for centuries.

This is Corfu.

In this episode I'll be travelling
across the northernmost regions of
Greece -

an area where, more than anywhere
else in the country,

has remained vastly influenced
by the world around it.

It sits at a crossroads.

Over there, across the sea,
is Western Europe.

Behind me over here, the mountains
of Albania and Eastern Europe

rising up out of the ocean.

And over there, right out of sight,

far away in the distance,
where I'm going

is Greece's border with the East and
the rest of the continent of Asia.

It's a frontier land where
foreign invasion and occupation

have left a fascinating legacy.

Greece - a land as diverse and
surprising as any I've ever seen.

(WHISTLES)

(WHISTLES) (WHISTLES)

I've already visited the world
of the ancient Greeks

where Western civilisation began...

and places off the tourist trail,

where myths and traditions
still persist.

Can you imagine that this is the way
you get your food

which is just by hunting in these
hillsides?

In this series I hope to understand
more of the Greece of today...

by exploring places
and meeting people

influenced by this great nation's
rich and turbulent past.

The Ionian island of Corfu.

One of Britain's favourite holiday
destinations,

attracting about half a million of us
each year.

But I'm here to discover where
our love for this island began,

starting my odyssey on Corfu's
tranquil northeast coast.

Corfu's position
in the Mediterranean means

she's been fought over and occupied
by all sorts of people
throughout the ages.

By the Romans, by the Russians,
by the Turks,

even by the British for a short time.

And she became the most
desirable island in the world

to have, to hold, to live in, to own,
to run,

because of her position
on the trade routes.

Corfu has been occupied
more than ten times.

The British were the last of this
island's rulers

more than a century ago.

But the more I explore this coast the
more it feels like they never left.

The Brits fell in love with this.

This part of Corfu is actually
called Kensington-on-Sea

because so many great and grand
and fabulous people

have made their homes here.

This house on the waterfront was
where the Durrell family lived.

They came to Corfu
and it's where Gerald Durrell

fell in love with
the creepy crawlies -

the insects, the birds, the lizards,
the mice, the snakes.

Prince Charles, the Duchess
of Cornwall and David Cameron

have all holidayed in these mansions.

And as many as one in ten residents
are British.

The houses here
are terribly expensive.

One went, only two days ago,
for 15 million euros.

I have a special invitation

to visit one of Corfu's most
distinguished residents.

How lovely. That's the Count
and Countess Flamburiari

on their private beach.

Count Flamburiari
can trace his lineage

back to the start of
the island's Venetian rule

from the 14th century.

Before the British occupation

his ancestors helped control
this land for 400 years.

Look at that.

That's their fabulous house.

Today he divides his time between
London and the island.

Let me help you and welcome you
to this... Thank you so much.

..lovely little beach.
This sceptred isle.

If you'd come earlier you would be
able to swim with our dolphins.

Oh, no! There were dolphins?
Yes. Occasionally.

This is Milly, my wife.

My suffering wife.

And how long have you lived here?

We have built the villa...

12 years ago. Yes. In London, you
don't live in Kensington, do you?

Yes, we do. Perfect. So this is...

This is... It's from you that we call
it Kensington-on-Sea here. (LAUGHS)

Although the count
is of Italian descent

it's the influence of the 50-year
British occupation on the island

that has made him one of Corfu's
staunchest Anglophiles.

Let's go and have a ginger beer.
A ginger beer? Is that very Greek?

It's been left over by the British

when Corfu was under
the British protectorate

and they're producing it since.

I find this quite extraordinary.
Thank you.

It's got even Greek writing on it.

The lemon, the ginger...
and the ginger beer.

And the fizz of the ginger beer
as it opens.

I used to make ginger beer
when I was young

and the bottles always exploded.

To your good health.
To your good health.

And, as they say, yassou. Yassou.

Yassou. Yassou.

The legacy of the British
protectorate over the 50 years.

Where should one start? Where should
one finish? It goes on and on.

The brass bands. Edward Lear.

Gerald Durrell.
Lord Guildford...

established the first
Greek university in Corfu.

How extraordinary. Another thing
which was introduced by the British.

These islands have got
a very special feeling.

Is it because they're in the
Mediterranean rather than the Aegean?

There's something about the Ionian
Islands, a kind of independence.

I'll tell you what it is,
it's the Western influence.

The rest of Greece had... The Turks.
..the Ottoman influence. Yeah.

They felt that they are apart from
the Western civilisation.

That's why you have fantastic
composers,

fantastic painters,

fantastic poets, fantastic writers,

all influenced from the West.

The count suggests I go to Corfu town

which is dominated by the towering
15th-century Venetian fortress,

one of the reasons Corfu was never
occupied by the Ottoman Empire.

Today the town is home
to 30,000 people

and an astonishing number of
house martins and swallows.

Its beautiful architecture
and narrows streets

have left the centre of the town
unspoilt.

I'm drawn to the main square
where the locals have gathered

for the most traditional
of British customs.

Well, this is an odd scene.

We're in Corfu town. We've got
the British palace over there.

And this is the cricket ground
and there's the cricket pitch.

We're pratically on it now.

It's a sylvan scene. It could be...

Well, it could be...

It could be England.

But it's Corfu.

Cricket is one of Corfu's
favourite sports.

Teams here play up to 100 games a
year on this unique sporting ground.

I've never seen such a small ground.

There are fielders just out
amongst...in the car park.

There are chaps on bikes who
are virtually on the boundary.

Cafes have got nets in front of them
so you don't get a smashed teacup.

This is jolly strange. I mean,

there are marks for cars
right up to the edge here.

They must get smashed sometimes.

Whoo.

(THUD)

It's on the road.
It hit the Holidays Corfu car

which fielded it nicely,
just stopped it.

I think...I think we'd call that
a six, wouldn't we?

It's a big day for the combined
Corfu team.

Before this series they'd never
beaten the fearsome MCC from England.

But today they might be in
with a chance.

The visitors seem to be put off
by playing in a car park...

..something that wasn't around when
the British navy began playing here.

Local Corfiots... Yeah.
..watching the game.

They start slowly learn the rules.

Yeah. And 1893

we have the first cricket club
in Corfu

playing cricket against the English.

So that's when the Corfu love
of cricket began. Yes.

Now we have 21 clubs
all over Greece.

And this ground here is unique.

Good game, boys. Good lads.

This is Alastair.
Hi.

We think it's getting a bit close
cos they've got 29.

So we've got four more overs to
make... 24 to win off four overs.

Possible? Yes. OK. We can do that.

Confidence.

Well done.

They've got to get two runs
off three balls.

This is really taking it to the wire,
you know.

(APPLAUSE)

Unfortunately, it wasn't
the Corfu team's day.

We did our best.

Has your team ever played
the MCC in England?

No. Would you like to do that?

Of course. It's a dream for every...
Is it?

..player here to play in England.

That's a dream.
Does your family play cricket?

Yeah. My dad played
for national team. Did he?

My grandfather too. (GASPS)

And now I am playing for
the national team. All family.

Ha-ha. And I love it.

Maybe Corfiots are proud of
their adopted British pastimes

because it makes them feel different
from the rest of Greece.

And they worship their own special
saint as well - St Spyridon.

He's thought to have performed
miracles -

saving the islanders from a plague

and driving off invaders
in the 18th century.

Curiously enough, one of their
festivals celebrating their saint

resulted in the whole island taking
up another British tradition.

(DISTANT DRUMMING)
Lovely cacophony of sound.

I can hear a band tuning up.

I think it's the right place,
chaps in uniforms.

Follow this one in.

Being married to a musician,
there's nothing more thrilling

than hearing a band tuning up.

Once you get the drums going
you can't hear much else.

Bizarrely, Queen Victoria is
responsible for this adopted passion.

She refused to allow her navy to play
at a St Spyridon festival.

So the locals formed
their own marching bands.

I'm meeting Spiros, the president,
and Spiros, the band leader.

St Spyridon is the local saint.

Ah, he's the patron saint
of the island.

That's why the majority of Corfiots
are called Spiros.

You're both called Spiros. Yes.
Are there more Spiroses here?

Half of them.
Half of them are Spiros?

Is there a feminine version
of Spiros?

Is there a girl's name?
BOTH: Spiridoula.

Spiridoula.
Spiridoula.

Spiridoula.
Feminine.

There's a lovely slight smell of
Brasso coming out of this cupboard.

Everything polished.
Looking so shiny.

How exciting. An entire cupboard

filled with these ancient-looking
helmets.

Tell me, how old are these helmets?

Some of them are more
than 100 years.

Are they really? Yeah.

And how many bands are there?
Is this the only one? No, no.

In Corfu there are 20 bands.
20! 20 bands.

2,500 musicians... Unbelievable.

..in 120,000 people...inhabitants.

That's quite extraordinary. Yeah.
It's an extra tradition.

It's something unbelievable.

Is this band a special one?
It's the oldest one.

From 1840.

How fantastic. Yeah.

(LIVELY MARCH)

(BELLS TOLL)

I think they've had literally
their marching orders

and in a second from now we're going
to the band in full flight.

I'd better move or pick up
an instrument, one or the other.

I think I'll move.

He is three years old.
He's three years old.

Do you think he would join
one of the bands? Yeah.

For sure? For sure. All Corfiots.
All Corfiots.

(MARCHING BAND MUSIC)

In all houses one or two musicians
is there definitely.

In all houses?
Yes. We learn English and music.

English and music.
I love that. I love that.

This is an extraordinary community.

There are people here who are aged
between eight and much, much older.

They've grouped together in this
extraordinary thing of music

which pulses through all the Greeks.

(BAND MUSIC PLAYING)

It's fitting that the band finishes
their march at the British palace

where the island's British legacy
began all those years ago.

A ferry is taking me across
the narrow strip of water

to the mainland of Greece

to explore this country's northern
borders.

I shall travel across a land shaped

by generations of invading
foreign empires

to its far eastern corner.

Sitting last night in my bath
I was thinking,

"What is it that's made Greece
so desirable?"

Everybody seems to have wanted
to come here,

everybody seems to have settled here,
left their footprints here.

And it is literally because of
her strategic position.

The trade routes all came through
here from east to west.

Partly mainland, partly near Africa,
partly on Asia Minor.

Absolutely phenomenal.
And, strangely enough, what is left
of Greece to the world,

what people think of Greece,
is its beauty,

what it's given to us in the way
of arts and science.

And yet what people came here for
was business, was money.

So money fades away and what remains,

what keeps people visiting countries,
is the beauty.

Unlike Corfu,
mainland Greece was controlled

between the 15th and 19th centuries
by the mighty Ottomans from Turkey.

But one famous British romantic poet
helped end their rule.

This is Zitsa, a remote hilltop
village in northwest Greece.

It's 1809, it's October

and Lord Byron, the poet -
mad, bad and dangerous to know -

is travelling through this region,
through this pretty village of Zitsa,

with his companion Hobhouse.

It's a tiny little village
up in the mountains.

It's not really the place
you'd expect to find Lord Byron.

I can't tell you how small Zitsa is.
I mean, on the map...

Well, you can't see it.

Well, I can obviously but...
but you probably can't.

Byron was one of our greatest poets.

And he was also an influential
political activist.

This was his first trip to Greece...

and his experiences here ultimately
inspired him to take up arms,

with the Greeks,

to fight for their independence
from the Ottoman Empire.

Makis.

Makis Logiotatidis is a local
mountain guide and Byron enthusiast.

It's lovely to be here.
This is my Byron moment. OK.

He was popular in Greece, wasn't he?
He's popular.

The Greeks are quite proud
that he was helping

during the revolution
against the Ottoman Empire.

Yes. Also on a diplomatic level.

I understand that the name Byron has
been popular for boys. Is that right?

Yes, many people are called Vyronas.

In Greek, the Greek name is Vyronas.

And where are we? This street...
This is the main square of Zitsa.

And this street is named also
after Lord Byron.

You see Lordou Vyronos.

Lordou Vyronos.
How excellent.

His street.
His street.

We're going to go on horses.
We are. The horses wait for us up.

A little bit further up.
Shall we go and get them?

Why not?
Very good.

We're retracing part
of Byron's journey.

In 1809 he travelled on horseback

from Ioannina to Tepelene in Albania.

Our destination is an old monastery
where he spent the night.

So this is the actual route
that Byron took.

Yes, we are exactly at the same road

that Byron was taking to go to
the monastery when he came here.

And he was travelling to Albania.

He was travelling to Albania
to meet Ali Pasha

which was the ruler of the whole
area here of western Greece.

He was a bit of a bad hat, wasn't he?
He was. He was...

How? Put them in a bag
and in the water.

He put them in a bag? Yes.

And sewed up the neck or something?
Oh, how awful. With stones.

Tough old days, weren't they? Yes.

On the way, Byron worked on his
semi-autobiographical poem

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage.

His head was full of poetry.
Yeah. Full of poetry.

I brought a poem along with me
in actual fact which was about Zitsa.

OK. Let's see if I can read it.

Here we are. This is what he said.

Mount... Monastic Zitza!

From thy shady brow,

Thou small, but favoured spot
of holy ground!

Where'er we gaze around, above,
below,

What rainbow tints, what magic charms
are found.

Rock, river, forest, mountain,
all abound,

And bluest skies
that harmonise the whole:

Beneath, the distant torrent's
rushing sound

Tells where the volumed cataract
doth roll

Between those hanging rocks,
that shock yet please the soul.

During his walk... Yeah. ..he found
all of those places that you said.

He did. It's an amazing part
of Greece here.

It's all mountains
and pure, pure nature.

Oh, the monastery. We're here.

So this is where Lord Byron slept.

And here is also a sign

that says when he was here.

Oh, how wonderful.
From 12 and 13 October 1809.

Back then this was a sanctuary
from bandits and thieves...

..a refuge where Greeks could still
practise Christianity

despite living under
Ottoman Islamic rule.

Unlike Byron, we made it
to the monastery in time.

Violent storms are common
in these parts.

(THUNDERCLAP)

Exactly like the storm that caught
Lord Byron and Hobhouse

when they were riding to Zitsa.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

Perhaps the noble lord -
mad, bad and dangerous to know -

is still looking over us
on our journey here.

They put him up for the night,
I think.

They might put me up for the night.

I mean, do I put over
or does it look sort of...

It looks a bit cowardly.

(THUNDERCLAP)

Byron was impressed with
the monastery wines here,

saying that they were some of
the best in Europe.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

Byron.

This is thrilling.
Even the wine explodes.

Fantastic. This is brewed here
on the premises.

It's red champagne.

No wonder Byron's dead.
(THUNDERCLAP)

I just say the name Byron
and it goes mad.

Byron never did see the Greeks win
their independence.

Although he handed over part
of his personal fortune

to fund the Greek resistance

he died of a fever in 1824
before seeing action.

Because of this he is remembered in
Greece to this day as a hero.

The further east I go along Greece's
northern borders,

the more I leave the Western
influences behind.

Greece was part of the vast Turkish
Ottoman Empire

between the 15th and 19th centuries.

And in the small, rural town
of Nigrita...

there is a unique remnant of
this empire's legacy.

Thanks, Vangelis.

Yassas.

Yassas, Spiros.

We're going over to the church.

We're having a blessing before
an oil wrestling event.

Although it's the national sport
of Turkey,

this is one of the few places in
Greece where they hold tournaments.

And the whole community worships
their fighters like stars.

(TRADITIONAL MUSIC)

It's a long way from cricket
and brass bands.

The man who's going to explain
this extraordinary custom

is Spiros Salonikios.

Hello, Joanna. Spiro, tell me.

So...oil.

Stand back.
It's flicking all over the place.

And the trousers? They look very
complicated, very intricate.

The preparation is messy

as every inch of the body
must be oiled up

to make the wrestlers as
slippery as possible.

Under Ottoman rule,
wrestling was one of the few sports

locals were allowed
to participate in.

These bouts became bitter fights
between sworn enemies.

Today there are still Turkish
wrestlers involved.

Gentlemen, I look forward to seeing
you fighting.

Shall I go and sit?
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

I don't want to get tied up in this,

somehow be mistaken for a oily
wrestler. It could happen.

I'll take a bit of a wide skirting
round him. Yes, yes, yes.

(TRADITIONAL MUSIC)

An oil wrestler wins his match by
picking up his opponent

and carrying him for five paces or
throwing him on his back.

(APPLAUSE)

Not much of that so far - although
they spend a good deal of time

working their fingers down one
another's shorts.

So Spiros they...they...

He puts his hand right inside
the trousers.

Right inside the trousers.

Apparently this famous move
involving the finger grip

was honed centuries ago.

It looks like we have a winner.

(APPLAUSE)

The Turkish wrestler has defeated all
his opponents.

(ALL SPEAK NATIVE LANGUAGE)

They're just having a whip-round
for the wrestlers.

I think they're probably calling 'for
the needy wrestlers' or something.

'Show your gratitude' -
that sort of thing.

Joanna. (INDISTINCT SPEECH)

It is extraordinary
to think that here,

in this little tiny Greek place,

this phenomenal Turkish tradition
is going on.

One Turk fighting today
was very anxious to say

he doesn't care who people are.

He doesn't think there should be
Greeks and Turks.

He thinks that everybody, under
the skin, are brothers. Everyone.

It's very touching.

This is still a very sort of
sensitive area.

Turks, Greeks.

Muslims, Christians.

But, above all, wrestling.

(TRADITIONAL MUSIC)

Nearly 2,000 years ago, in
the northeast region of Greece,

something happened that was to have
a profound influence

on European history.

Only 20 years
after the death of Christ,

the apostle St Paul travelled
to Philippi

to preach the gospel
for the very first time

on European shores.

He tried to preach Christianity
to the people here

who'd never heard of it.

One woman was very receptive to the
things he said. Her name was Lydia.

And he baptised her here...
in this river.

She was not only the first woman
to be baptised in Europe,

she was the first European
to be baptised.

And now, in her honour,
they've built a baptistry,

a little church here which
is only for baptisms.

(SPEAKS GREEK)

Nearly all Greeks
are Orthodox Christians.

They consider their religion,
with its rites and rituals,

to be the closest link to
the first days of Christianity.

(Before it's immersed in the water,
three times, for the baptism,

it has oil put over it.)

(PRIEST SPEAKS GREEK)

It's incredible to think
Christianity spread from here

across the whole of Europe
and then the rest of the world.

The port city of Kavala,
a few miles from Philippi,

occupies a strategic position
in between Europe and Asia.

A crossroads between West and East.

Here successive invasions
have left their mark,

bringing with them their religion
and culture.

Journalist Isaac Karipidis was born
in the region.

Thank you so much. This is fantastic.

So this is a very, very ancient city,
isn't it?

Everyone has passed
through this city,

Alexander the Great,
the ancient Greeks, the Ottomans.

Everyone was here. So Kavala must
feel as though it's an orphan.

It almost has no parents
or everybody is its parents.

I think everybody's its parents,
yes.

And is this now essentially
a Christian city?

Yes, 100% Christian.

It's very hard to find any Muslims
here nowadays in Kavala.

But in the Ottoman days there must
have been mosques here.

Completely.
There were many mosques here.

Actually,
if you see St Nicholas now.

It's just here. This one here?
Exactly. That was a mosque.

There are some things
that reminds you it's a mosque

rather than a church...
Than a Christian church.

Some people they claim
that West is finished here

and after Kavala start East.

So this was the dividing line.

This town is defined by one event
in history.

Following the Balkan Wars
new boundaries were drawn up in 1923

to form the modern Greece
we know today.

The intention was to make Greece
and Turkey as much as possible

two single religion states.

Kavala was emptied of Muslims...

and the population replaced
with immigrants from Turkey.

So 400,000 Greek Muslims
left the region...

and over one million Turkish
Christians took their place.

It's a very, very sad story.

Most of the Christians who came here
to live...

the first five years
was extremely hard.

They used the tobacco factories as
a...

as a house...
A sort of refugee asylum.

Exactly. And they were sleeping,

for a couple of years,
one next to another.

It was...something...

would change the history of...

of Greece and Turkey, I believe.

Because people who were...

who were Muslim
but were Greek speaking

were suddenly thrown into a land

where they had their own religion
but couldn't speak the language.

And similarly people who felt
themselves to belong to the Black Sea

suddenly coming here leaving
everything behind.

Greece is evolving all the time

because the events
you're talking about

aren't even a hundred years ago.

Exactly. Exactly.

This catastrophe -
not even a hundred years ago.

There is not a single grandfather
nowadays or...

..or so who...

cannot...has...

a sad story to say.

There's an old man called
Minas Zaxariadis

who's a survivor of the exchange.

He's in his late '90s now
but he was six years old

when he came here with his mother

from Samsun
on the Black Sea in Turkey.

Families on both sides suffered
terribly during that period.

Kyrie. Yassas.

..leaving them
with agonising memories.

Joanna.

Kyrie, you have things here
on the sideboard?

Are these your family's things?

And these photographs.

Who is this?

Do you remember your father
like this?

I didn't know of these terrible
happenings.

Xanthi town in the northeast region
of Thrace

is an area with its own
distinct culture.

(TRADITIONAL MUSIC)

When the present borders of Greece
were created in 1923

whole populations had been forced to
move according to their religion.

But a number of Muslims,
some 120,000,

remained in this region.

Many still live, hidden from the
world, near the Bulgarian border.

Anna Stamou, from the Muslim
Association of Greece,

is taking me to one
of these communities.

It seems so remote round here.

Those villages are like lost
in the mountains.

Do they choose to remain isolated,
do you think? It was their need.

They are people that have their own
culture, their own traditions.

They have been Muslims since ever.

This is their homeland.

This was Bulgaria until it was
granted to Greece in 1923.

Until the 1990s
the Muslim communities here

lived in a restricted military zone
making it difficult to leave.

They're in an area that has
a very sensitive balance here. Yes.

They were reluctant at first
that we visited. Were they?

Yes, because they do not know
what to expect.

What, for us to visit today?
Yes, with the cameras.

It must be so hard
to make a living here.

It's not easy. Nothing is easy.

Should we get out?

We've stopped in Melivia, a village
of about a thousand inhabitants.

Salaam alaikum.
Salaam alaikum.

(SPEAKS NATIVE LANGUAGE)

Welcome to our village, Melivia.
Thank you.

It's an agricultural area
where they grow tobacco.

Yes. And they have a huge struggle
in this area.

How is the tobacco crop this year?

(ALL SPEAK NATIVE LANGUAGE)

Unfortunately they sell the tobacco
in very, very low prices.

In recent years subsidies have been
cut for tobacco, reducing its value.

The villagers still rely on the cash
crop as their main source of income.

This is a skilled hand rolling up
a nice fat one.

Sometimes people roll you up
amazingly thin...

This looks a very generous...

MAN: Very nice.

Not very beautifully done. Le voila.

Maybe sort of push that in.

The income that comes from
the tobacco

is not enough for a family to live.

Because now if a family sells
two euros per kilo the tobacco,

they cannot support their lives.
Two euros per kilo! Yes.

They would like to show me
their tobacco fields.

The whole family gets involved
with the planting

as huge harvests are needed
to make money.

I have a feeling it's the women's job
to plant them and the men's to
water them when they've gone in.

So she has this really
backbreaking job.

It's interesting. With a dibber
they're making the hole.

In it goes, the root in.
They're watered in.

But they're not pressed in.

Is it... Neh, neh, neh.

Really tough work, I should think.

That lovely skill of doing it with
almost straight legs.

Look, this is the beautiful tool.

Bent like that.
So not straight on but bent.

And you make a little drawing
like that.

In like that? Neh. Enough?

Nice. This is not quite
how it's done.

You don't have your personal servant
usually handing you...

No? Ochi.

Oh, not deep enough. OK.

Bit more tack to it.

It'll take a year for me to make
enough tobacco to make one cigarette.

But there will be forever
in some foreign soil...

a little cigarette
that is forever England.

Although life is hard
for the villagers

they're proud of their traditions
and autonomy.

(CALL TO PRAYER)

Children receive two to three hours

extra schooling a day
to learn the Quran.

(RECITES QURAN)

But their culture is changing.
Teenagers now have mobile phones

and go to school in multicultural
Xanthi.

So show me your phone.

Eh!

I'm Kamile. Kamile.
And Tulay. Tulay.

Nice to meet you.
How wonderful. Thank you.

These two teenagers represent
a new generation -

educated in Xanthi and looking for
work away from the village.

Would you like to live here always?

Not always, to be honest.

Actually it is very boring here

because we don't have
anything to do.

We don't have cafes or restaurants
or cinemas,

theatres or bowling centre,
something like that.

And for young people it's very
difficult, to be honest.

Yes. So it would be very nice to
have cafes,

especially internet cafes.

Young people, when you're trying
to break into the world and...

Yes, yes. ..start a life.

We like more the city life.
Yes, of course.

Your parents have
lived and worked here. Yes.

And your grandparents stayed here.

You might leave and work somewhere
else.

I would be the first person
in my family

to work in Xanthi,
for example, or... Yes.

The first girl, maybe,
to work away from home.

Yes, maybe. Maybe.

Efharisto. How lovely.

I bought these cups for my mum.

Yeah. Pretty.
My favourite colour is red,

the colour of passion.
(THEY LAUGH)

Oh, oh. The village won't keep you.
You'll be away.

Thank you.

One thing I'm learning is that this
is a land of constant change.

Nothing stays the same.

Throughout history
this far northeast corner

has swapped hands
and been fought over

more than anywhere else
I've been in Greece.

Greece's present border claimed
some of the land

previously owned by
the Ottoman Empire and Bulgaria

Now tens of thousands of troops
are stationed up here

to protect its frontier

and I've got permission to see them
in action.

It's taken us four months to arrange
this meeting

and all military establishments
are extremely sensitive

but this is more than sensitive.

Everyone thinks this is their land
and they shouldn't be there.

There are old resentments.
Old sorrows which never go away.

So up here we've basically got
Christian army

facing, yet again,

the Muslim army on the other side.

All peaceful...but it's very tense.

So much so that to reach the outpost
right on the border...

the army insists I travel
in an army truck.

So this is the frontier land,
Colonel. Yes. Yes.

In command is Colonel Manolakos.

And it's correct to say, Colonel,
that we must not film in this area.

It's sensitive to film that way.

Absolutely.

So our cameras are unable to show
what I can see -

an identical Turkish outpost
just a kilometre away.

We are so close to Turkey here

that we can almost see what their
troops are having for dinner.

Most of these soldiers are just 18,
on national service for nine months.

The nation's security rests
on their shoulders.

How long do they have
to man the pillboxes?

I'm sure we can't show them.

So when they're up there they live
here, they eat here. This is home.

(BUGLE CALL)

After thousands of years
of changing borders

it's not surprising that tensions
still exist.

For these soldiers
it's an uneasy truce.

This is as far east as I can go
in Greece.

The footprints here... Everywhere
around here is history. Everywhere.

We look out and it looks like
just the most

peaceful pacific scene you could
imagine.

Yet I'm travelling with the soldiers,
armed car.

A sensitive border area.

Isn't the world a strange place?

Captions (c) SBS Australia 2018