Today I have walked about 15km and shot 3 rolls of film.
I left early afternoon to visit the village of Deneia, approx 300 inhabitants. Deneia is one of the 4 villages situated inside the buffer zone http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deneia.
I went by bus – and cursed this choice, promising myself that i need to find the financial means to take a loooooong period off work (i hope my boss does not read this) and phisically walk the lenght of this border.
Bus travel: the driver had no idea as where Deneia could be. I knew it is near Kokkinotrimithia, itself approx. 20km from Nicosia. The driver stopped in the wrong place, far out from Kokkinotrimithia, telling me to change there for a minibus. Then i found out the minibus did not pass through there and i was 5km away fromwhere I should have been. So i walked. 
I love walking and my idea is to walk as much as i can, as my photography is based on casual encounters. 
However it was getting late and I was worried i may not have enough time/light to photograph. 
In Kokkinotrimithia a stroke of luck: i managed to catch the minibus. Inside 2 women so suprised to see a foreigner in that area that they invited me in one’s house. So i spent a good hour chatting to them, and also one’s elderly mother. All in greek, which i don’t speak, but i am good at talking with hands…so border-hand-talking. One thing I understood: they are born there, they have been there for many many generations and they have stayed there, no matter what the political situation was.
Then i had a walk in the village and then i walked back -6 or 7km- to Kokkinotrimithia, took a wrong turn and walked few extra km.
The weird thing is, Deneia is technically inside the buffer zone but I had to look for signs of it: watchtowers in the horizon with a flag of Turkey, a small army base and a sign that said “no photos”.