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... merchants) could rest and recover from their journeys. They were basically set up as a square building with a large courtyard. There was space for the merchants, their slaves, livestock and animals to rest in safety for the night. It is wonderful to imagine how noisy and crowded this place would be during a typical day!
We then traveled to Kenya, where we stopped at the burial place of Rumi. ...
İts a funny thing humour. Lıfe at the petrol station seemed to revolve around making jokes and being new and foregn İ was prime material for joke making. İt could become a little dısconcerting when the jokes became extreme. Pointing a shotgun at me and gesturing that İ be circumsised with a sledgehammer were two such examples. Astonishingly though these were jokes and İ was bought dinner shortly ...
İ didn't see much of Emre yesterday or today. It was a pity as he seemed like an interesting guy. İ felt as if İ was getting in the way a little when he had an internet friend from a gay dating site round. As a result my time at his place was solitary and I got my dosage of social interaction elsewhere.
İ woke up super early this morning, packed my bags and was on the road by 7am. There were no shops open, but thankfully yesterdays ...
It's Christmas Day and Mom, Chris and I are in Konya, home of the mystical Mevlana (or Mevlevi) sect of Islam, more popularly known as the Whirling Dervish. The Mevlana sect was founded in the early 13th century by Rumi, the famous Persian Sufi mystic. I've wanted to see Konya for quite some time now, and due to the fact that we could not do any of the multi-kilometer hikes through the twisting valleys in Cappadocia, we decided to catch a bus to Konya to try and see the ...
... t happen. Slowly, very slowly I eventually get to Aksaray, physically and emotionally exhausted! Finally, after I'd checked into a pansyon and was putting my bike to bed for the night, the rear vision mirror just fell off. I think my bike was sending some fairly strong messages about how it was feeling. 5500kms to here. Next morning the younger brother of the pansyon owner took me around the local bike shops until we managed to find a new ...