Sahil Marti Hotel
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- 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 ...
... memory of Severus Alexander, Septimus Severus, Caracalla, and Hadrionus. However, the most significant finding has been 1st century Roman road. Approximately 200 ft. (60 m.) has been excavated. The road is made of black basalt and is cambered with an elaborate drainage system. The road is thought to have existed since the 2nd-century B.C. during the Seleucids and was then rebuilt by the Romans. There is also a courtyard with portico and excavations are continuing ...
... 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 ...
An unscheduled day at leisure in Ankara. Was meant to be on the day train to Adana but for reasons outlined in the Istanbul blog I'm having to take the night train departing this evening.
I really am the only guest in the hotel. It's like a Scooby Doo hotel. I once had to put a colleague up in a hotel on the outskirts of Frankfurt (as there was a major Messe and no rooms available anywhere) which we nicknamed the Scooby Doo hotel for the pretty much the ...
... 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 ...