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We have breakfast in the pink dining room of the Cevizlibag Otel and are away by 9am.
Having failed miserably to pay the speeding fines at the Post Office yesterday, our first stop is at the town bank where Charly and Karl-Heinz waste an hour in a second futile attempt to pay the speeding tickets they picked up a few days ago. Being a good boy I have no fine to pay unlike my criminal riding companions.
... and getting to and from the island, worked fine. However, everyone else going to the island was either Turkish families or tour groups with their own transport. I was led to believe that the minibus regular runs back. I was misled. So after waiting for a while, because the minibus driver kept telling me we would leave when there was some more people, I realized he was just trying to fleece me to charge me a personal rate to bring me back, ...
... meant we didn't make our planned bush camp at Lake Van so we ended up camping alongside a small river in a none so pretty valley dotted with litter. One of the best meals yet: salmon pasta! Alex had a wash in the river and Caroline succumbed to the truck bug, finding a rock to stick to for most of the night. Day 33! Drive day to Dogubayazit with some skirting ...
... more haphazard! My day was interrupted by a pretty grim lunch that was improved by the huge amount of interest shown in me and my bike by the many waiters at the roadside eatery. This was especially enhanced, when I said I was an Arsenal fan because there were a number of Galatasaray fans working there who enjoyed recounting their teams victory, by penalties, over Arsenal in the 2000 final of the Uefa Cup ... a big deal to the non football educated. It was ...
I'm lucky that the bus company I used started early at the main bus station. When I bought the ticket the agent made sure that I understood which bus station I should go to, but my taxi driver didn’t. I repeatedly pointed to the bus station name on my ticket, and I thought I had been quite vocal that I needed to go to the north bus station, but no, the taxi driver thought he knew best and took me to the main bus station. I didn’t realise I was at the wrong ...