British Hotel Kyrenia
Kyrenia Kyrenia, Cyprus
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A Harbor, Castle, and an Abbey
We had to get a bus from the Northern Cyprus. While walking through the buffer zone, church bells chimed. Not 5 minutes later, the call to prayer started. Even though I don't like it at all, there is something about the Call to Prayer that reminds me of how different life is.
We arrived in Kyrenia at night. Starving, we checked into our hostel, changed, and went in search of dinner. After looking ...
No Man’s Land
... love and repair. I was very sad that I could not buy them all and restore them. Every time I go into an art museum-or any museum, I get emotional. I can’t help but feel honored to see such passion for something and that even after you pass, it is possible for things that you loved will still go on.
After visiting a few other places and walking around some more, we progressed to the next town, ...
Steep, narrow, winding roads to a castle
... I walked back from the cafe where everyone was waiting down to the car. A large dog belonging to one of the cafe staff followed me to the car. He was very happy and looked well cared for. I guess he wasn't as happy as I thought though, because as soon as I opened the trunk of the car he jumped in and curled up on top of our things. He wouldn't respond to my encouraging calls for him to come out of the car, so I had to drag him by his halter. As ...
Mountain Roads to Kykkos Monastery
... I looked at the map to see how to get to Nicosia (Lefkosia) and the hotel recommendations. I was sad I had to pass by Troodos center but fear took its course.
On the way down the mountain, I couldn't help stopping several times for more photos. Each vista had its own merit. How could I resist? So I jumped out after putting the car in park, closing the windows, grabbing my camera(s). We will see how they turned out. It ...
Yassas Kupros...It's Been Nice.
... used as pawns, just like the Cypriots.
The next time we went into the Old City to go to the Turkish side, I saw things differently. Buildings that were occupied by Turkish shop owners used to be those owned by Greek Cypriots. Homes that Turkish people now live in used to be homes of the Greek Cypriots. It was hard not to feel remorse for the Cypriots, and I could not enjoy myself as much knowing what it was like for them.
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