Samar paid five hundred dollars to cross from Turkey to the north shore of Lesvos, in Greece, on a flimsy seven-metre dinghy with her two children and sixty-two other people. When she arrived, a Belgian woman took pity on her, and drove Samar and her children to Mytilene, the capital of the island. The drive takes about an hour and a half, on winding mountain roads, and is more than forty miles. Samar was lucky. She had paid less than half what most of the refugees and migrants arriving in Greece today pay... Читать дальше...