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... imagine what that must have taken and how weather would have effected their crossing. Yesterday was our granddaughter's birthday. And we're not there .... Which bothers her nana. It began with a trip to gusleme. Ok, that's a tasty pancakey affair - but it includes a beach and if you've got fifty dollars, (pounds, euros or lira work), you can go tandem para gliding. The trip to the top of a mountain resembling Yahk mountain on the coqahalla should be enough ...
... one of the first airmen in the Turkish airforce. He was killed in service some time after the first world war. In 1923 there was a cultural exchange of sorts here with Greece. Entire christian Turkish populations were exchanged for Greek muslims. There were a lot more christians so entire villages were left abandoned and never re-inhabited. Today we rented a scooter, drove through the entire city of 200,000, got lost on a freeway we weren't supposed ...
... much less crowded Honolulu. No Americans though. Just lots of Scandinavians. A modern tourist getaway. Glad it's off season. Might look like a Vegas crowd otherwise. Jumped a bus to the centre of town to check out a castle. Overhead three Russian Migs flying towards the Syrian border only minutes away by fighter jet. A real paradox to the vacation below. Bad day to be walking around ...
... conversation regarding the quantity. Don't want this to break out into open warfare. The Swedes and Croatians have no love for the Germans, long memories from past wars. Ivan chalks another one up to his long experience - and now only twelve days to go, we help him count down each night. He will disembark in Barcelona, just a one hour flight to Croatia. Lots of laughs after dinner, with many cheese jokes. Fortunately we all see the humour in this. What is next? Death by ...
... and I won't be the last. The day was set up to get even better, as I received my first blog troll. A long-winded rant that summarized my trip as best as I would put it myself: broke up with my Canadian boyfriend, quit my job, sold my house, went on a "soul-searching" mission, all the while still believing my ex was "the one", met a guy from the UK, meeting up with the UK guy later on my trip. However it was the end of his rant that really stung: "...but as a man, ...