Barbarossa Club & Hotel
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... to snap a photo of the strawberry pickers in the field. Noticing our attention, one worker ran to us with a basket of the perfectly ripe red fruit. And they were sweet and delicious. They didn't last long!
Interesting Medieval Castle
Just out of Anamur, we pulled over at the medieval Mamure Castle ...
... a kilo of strawbs and a punnet of white mulberries for about $3; plus apricots and peaches. Eating that through the day makes us feel better. Breakfast is cheese, bread, olives, stras type meat, tomato, cucumber, egg [sometimes hard boiled or maybe omelette]; plus usually honey, jam. We had a fab omelette made and served in a neat copper based dish in Safranbolu. The wine is great but expensive.
Plenty of Efes beer though
It's such a perfect day (Lou Reed)
Let me tell you about our first 24 hours in Turkey. May it be a happy omen for the rest to come :-)
We arrived around 8 pm in a harbor town called Tasucu. Luckily we had a couch reserved and Seckin even came to the harbor to pick us up. At the ferry we had met two Australians who didn't know where to go yet.
Seckin was so nice to drive them to the hotel of a friend of his and negotiate a ...
... to Palestine, we enjoyed sharing camp food and stories, hills and šay stops for the three days that we cycled together.
So ın a couple more days we should reach Mersin, where all being well we hope to leave the bikes for a few weeks so we can head by bus and train to the East of Turkey and Iran before returing to cycle South to Syria. But we will see, our plans seem to be changing every other day at the mınute. We will keep you posted! ...
... yellow, savoury cheddar cheese, topped with shaved almonds, baked until warm, soaked in honey sugar syrup, and finally topped with Kahramanmaraş-style lemon freaking sorbet. It was, quite frankly, the worst thing I have ever put in my mouth. I could only eat half after I made a deal with Scott that for every three bites I had, he would have one bite. Even then I was fighting the urge to puke the entire time. Stringy cheese + sweet stuff = ...