We drove up to Nicosia, the Capital of the Republic of Cyprus and the last divided capital in Europe, and crossed over the Green Line on foot, into North Nicosia, the Capital of the Turkish Republic of North Cyprus. Cyprus has been divided into two countries since 1974, the culmination of bloody violence where Greek Cypriots wanted unification with Greece, while Turkish Cypriots were supported by Turkey in wanting the country to remain independent. The Green Line dates earlier, to 1964, when Major-General Peter Young drew a cease-fire line on a map with dark green crayon.

For thirty years this Green Line was an absolute border, uncrossable, and the country was segregated along religious and ethnic lines. The idea of a “line” is a bit of a misconception, however. In Nicosia the UN monitored buffer zone is only 3.3 metres wide, but at other parts of its 180.5 kilometre length the width of the zone is as much as 7.4 kilometres. 10,000 people live within the zone, in several villages and farms, still ethnically mixed, a faint reflection of the Cyprus that is now lost.

Thanks to the current President, Dimitris Christofias (incidentally, the only elected Communist Head of State within the EU), these borders are now starting to show cracks. We walked down Leda Street to one of the points where you can cross over into the north, and our passports were quickly checked and stamped on a removable page. Same city, different country, we were now in the Turkish Republic of North Cyprus. Everything was similar, yet slightly different. Architecture and people are indistinguishable from the south side, but multinational brand-name stores on the south are replaced by street vendor stalls selling a hodge-podge of band-name rip-offs. Closer to my heart, the ubiquitious Keo and Carlsburg were replaced by Efes, and even Diet Coke in the south became Coke Light in the north. Once a single community, the two sides have firmly become distinct economies. How deep the divisions have grown in other walks of life is not for me to know.