The Pelion region is one of the most beautiful areas in Greece and draws a never-ending stream of visitors from around Greece and the whole of Europe, both in summer and in winter. Around the Christmas holidays, a lot of people find their way to the many pretty Pelion mountain villages for recreation. People like to ski on the snow-covered mountain peaks and experience the stunning views over the sapphire blue sea, enjoy the local events and the hospitality of the local village people.
The journey started early in the morning in the city of Volos. A few visible dark clouds covering the sky soon disappeared and revealed a crystal clear winter sky. During the journey, we stopped at many villages to hand out flyers about the crimes of organ harvesting from Falun Gong practitioners in China.
We were moved and encouraged by people’s reactions and response after talking to us and reading the information. Many wanted to help in some way and we left flyers with people in the streets, at a health centre, restaurants, cafés and other places. At the health centre of Zagora, among all the places we visited, one young doctor already knew what was going on in China about organ harvesting and clearly condemned the Communist regime. We asked them if we could leave flyers for the local people and the visitors and they immediately agreed.
Two interesting incidents happened during our way back. It was already dark when we arrived in Zagora from Pori (the village on the edge of the mountain) on our way back to the city of Volos. In Zagora we discovered that the fuel tank was nearly empty. We turned back to the petrol station we had driven by, only to find that the station was closed. The practitioner who drove the car thought that maybe we could take some petrol ourselves and leave the money under the door for the owner. He opened the cap of the fuel tank and put the cap on top of the car, but could not take petrol because the handles were locked. So we decided to drive to Volos anyway and hoped we could make it with the fuel that was left. The question was, which way was best to take? The longer road was safer but we surely didn’t have fuel enough for this and the short road uphill was icy and we still didn’t know if the fuel would be sufficient.
Reaching a crossroad we stopped and, a man in a car stopped and told us exactly what we needed to know: Don’t go into the village, it’s frozen hard all over. You can for sure take the short road up the mountain, it is ok, I just came from there. As for a petrol station there is one open a few kilometers from here. We thanked him for the info, handed him a flyer and he got off his car to take it saying: "Thank you, I will read this!" We looked at each other and smiled at our good fortune. The road ahead wasn’t smooth, it was frozen and there were many turns and bumps. After 4-5 kilometers, we arrived at the petrol station. When the driver went to open the tank of the car, he discovered the tank was already open. He then realised that he had forgotten to close the tank from the last time. To his surprise the cap was still there, exactly at the place he had put it, on top of the roof of the car. In spite of all the turns and bumps the cap hadn’t moved a bit. The practitioners looked at each other and smiled again at another miracle.
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