Distance: 142km
Elevation: 717m
After the incident with the other German campers, it had taken me a while to find back to sleep.
After finishing my morning routine, I said goodbye to my luxury tent and the pretty beach and was on the road by 9:15 am. My mood was a little low.
Whenever I get into beautiful and touristy places, I miss my wife a lot. And then it feels wrong to me to be here alone. 
Anyway, the goal for the day was to reach a nice camping site in the middle of a natural reservation about 130km East from Ofryniou.
Today, my navigation software Komoot played a few tricks on me. For example, I needed to sneak through a fence through an olive plantation to finally get to the old coastal road.
But that is all part of the adventure.
The traffic was very little and the road very cyclable with many great sights on the coastline and the island Thassos.
I had a little rest in Nea Peramos and had a chat with Carolin. In the back of my mind, a decision had been forming over the last days and weeks. And that decision was, that this tour around the world would be over once I reached Beijing.
I wanted to spend more time exploring the world together with Carolin in our camper or with other means. Cycling through New Zealand and Australia had to wait for another life.
So, I had about four tours more to go until this goal would be reached: from the Pacific coast to the Pacific coast – Vancouver to Beijing.
To say that Carolin was pleased would be an understatement. I felt very content, too.
I carried on East. Around Kavala, the traffic picked up and the road became very steep.
This town was already way too big for my taste and had far too many people in it. I passed right through it with a quick stop at the Kamares, a Byzantine aqueduct from the 16th century.
East of Kavala, the traffic became calmer again.
Later, it rained a little, but it was more the refreshing type of rain. 
Around 4 pm, I was getting tired and craving for some early dinner. I was wishing for a gas station with a shop and a trucker restaurant together. In other words, the cyclists paradise.
Just 2 km later, exactly this place materialised out of thin air. I was really amazed how this wishing for something actually worked. 
I had Pastizio, Greek Salad and cold fizzy drinks. And could buy groceries. And the waitress was friendly and easy on the eyes.
It was heaven!
The remaining 40 km to the campsite did hurt a little. Komoot was again being funny, leading me over sandy trails, so I needed to switch over to Google maps.
When I finally arrived, it was like getting to the promised land. There was no town for at least 30 km and zero traffic. The entire area was a nature reservation.
The lady at the campsite spoke only Greek but we managed to communicate just fine.
I set up camp and had some snacks for dinner.
When it got dark, something very special happened. All around us golden jackals (Gold-Schakale) were hauling. They lived here in little families and welcomed the night with their hauling.
There were also wolves in this area, so I was happy that the campsite was surrounded by a fence.
As it got totally dark, I went into my tent and fell asleep in a second.
It looked like the more I was in nature and alone testing my limits, the better I felt.
Another great day to be absolutely thankful for.