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« [In five years’ time] I picture myself being home. That is, in Bulgaria. Yes, I imagine being in Bulgaria with my family. Yeah, I’d like that very much. Because, let’s say, it’s my country there. I also have my relatives there, many cousins, and many friends - -we’ve gone to school together, acquaintances and stuff like that. And I have, I mean it’s my country. I want to go to my city, to go out in my city and to know that I’m home. Here I’m afraid, say, even to go out for a coffee…because it’s another country. »
« I don’t think of going back. No more friends there, no nothing. I know nothing there. Besides, I don’t even go very often, maybe every two or three years. Now for me returning to Albania would be the same as when I came to Greece for the first time. […] Going back to Albania would be a new start for me again. Here, in Volos, almost everywhere I go, in every street I’m in I’ll bump into someone who’ll say hi to me. But over there I don’t even know my own cousins anymore. »
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