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In what is a highlight of the tour today we went to Gallipoli.
Our guide explained the history of the area and the significance and role that the Australian's played in this theater of war.
The boys then got the experience of walking on ANZAC Cove and seeing the cemeteries erected there for the fallen soldiers of the campaign.
As well as ANZAC cove we also were taken to Lone Pine, The trenches, The Neck, a New Zealand remembrance site and ...
... was open and impressive. We returned home for a little break before heading back out to the Suleymaniye Mosque and the back alleys of old Istanbul. This time the mosque was actually closed (missed it by 30 minutes) but the courtyard and views were beautiful. We continued our forced march to a highly rated restaurant near our house called Mr. Cook's Cafe. Sure enough it was delicious, uncrowded and friendly. While leaving, Tyler decided to blow some minds by ...
... has been going to school in Konya. His name is Godways which means joy and happiness in his tribal language, and he truly was both of those. He turned out to be our guiding angel. When we arrived in Konya, he showed us the bus we should take and then got on the bus to take us to where we were staying which was in the opposite direction of his university. When we got off the bus we had to walk for about a half ...
I'm back in Istanbul for 1 night before I jump on a plane for 24 hours of travelling to get back to Melbourne. I love being back here. Even though it's raining and 8 degrees! The beauty of writing a travel blog on this website is that you get to provide some insights into some amazing destinations all over the world that people (like myself) actually use for research before travelling. I really hope that my blog ...
... lizard onto the antique tiles, and I was struck by the revelation that whereas the numerous cats of the old City were clearly the stalking spirits of the Sultans, this here was none other than a Basileus resurrected, more ancient and imponderable still!
I dragged myself back to 2014 and my waiting wife, and soon we joined the queueing throng of traffic, and we crossed the Bosphorus into Asia. Slán a Eoraip! Salaam Anatolia!