Sahil Marti Hotel
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- Free High-Speed Internet
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- Free parking
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... each morning,
for I am trusting you.
Show me where to walk,
for I give myself to you.
So as I sit and wonder, I realize that even as a drop in the ocean, the Lord looks upon me and that there is a greater plan at work that has been set in motion and the Lord is in the process of revealing it. I find myself in awe knowing that I don't have to know what comes next. And even if that plan looks nothing like what I would choose, I must seek the Lord and ...
Tarsus is a major city in the region of Cilicia near the north-eastern corner of the Mediterranean in southern Turkey. It lies inland about 10 miles and is situated near the Cydnus River. Because the Cydnus River emptied into a large nearby lagoon (Lake Rhegma), Tarsus had a sea port connecting to the Mediterranean. From archaeological findings, the origins of the city date back to the 3rd millennium B.C., and Tarsus is mentioned ...
... southwest on it. I only knew it was gravel from OpenStreetMap - Google Maps has it marked as a thinner white line but this does not indicate at least to me that it's going to be a gravel road. Anyway, so it was with a bit of trepidation that I set off from Kitrelli after telling my friends where I was heading via Whatsapp just as a precaution. I didn't know quite how high, or cold I'd get but the fact that the mountains either side ...
... enter to buy one I've chosen from the outside stand. The owner says, "It's OK.....on me". Blimey - a free postcard (to the recipient - I'm spoiling you!). Post office is 300m down a steep hill and there's a long queue when I arrive. I don't do queueing. By a bit of motioning that all I want is a stamp a local shoves me to near the front of a queue and a young lady further allows me to take her place for a quick stamp. Judging by the state of the post office, ...
... Every-night, without fail I sat amongst locals and gratefully stuffed down tasty food, a glass of cay repeatedly topped up by the youngest member. When I stopped in towns a crowd of curious Turks would surround Allan and I as I awkwardly chewed on bread, squeezing a tyre or thigh to see if we were up to the job. People were amazed at my blue eyes and would stare at me from inches away and then call a friend over to have a look. I didn't enjoy ...