Efes Hotel Canakkale

... le puede llamar así a aquellas melodías experimentales que se me ocurrían). Pero un día conseguí una guitarra y una grabadora y entonces pude materializar mis primeras ...

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Canakkale, Turkey gecturk

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Canakkale, Turkey gecturk

... new outlets, and part of UNESCO's efforts have been to divert the springs to different sections on a rotating basis to restore much-needed calcium to the upper layers of the travertines. In the 6 years since their efforts began, much of the site has been restored to its original blinding whiteness. The travertine terraces, in concert with the plateau housing the ruins of the ancient city of Hierapolis, now make up a national park as well as a World ...

... course, when I came back there were two golunduzs on the skillet, and the first one that had been on when mine was thrown on had been given away. A German tourist on our bus whose English was minimal was waiting and so was I. I knew my Golunduz had been put on first. But she didn't know that because I had left to go to the bathroom. So there was a bit of a mix up when we both went to pay. Of course, the Turkish golunduz cooker was absent from the conversation ...

... NZ & Aussie troops were used as cannon fodder... while the Brits sipped their tea. Moving on. We decided to get out of Canakkale that night as there isn't really much to see or do. Our first night bus, which wasn't bad - but not much sleep was had to be honest. Still got all the freebies though ha ha. Highs: Seeing first hand the area the ANZAC's battled in. Lows: Not much to do after you've been to Gallipoli (although the accommodation is 100 x better than Istanbul).

... the beach where the troops landed and visited some of the memorials before the sun set. Waıted for 12 hours ın the grand stand for the dawn service but it was worth it. I was very emotional through the dawn servıce and the Australıan servıce later ın the mornıng. As you walked around Gallipoli you can walk through some of the old trenches and it ...

... my camera! It took us a good 10 or 12 hours of driving before we arrived in Gallipoli, the first time we had arrived at a camp after dark. We pitched our tents on the beach and ate a dinner of sausage pasta. The Ozzies and some of the others headed off down to the ceremonies, wrapped up in sleeping bags n'all, while the rest of us headed to bed. I was planning on getting up for the dawn service but my alarm didn't go off (boo) so I missed it. I got a run ...

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