Sleeping with Grandma (& Grandad?)
Trip Start Feb 09, 2009
93Trip End Dec 02, 2009
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Just 3 fezzers today on the bus, with an English girl called Laura joining Cesca and myself
on the long drive north. In the morning we stopped at a huge salt lake for a little while. From a distance the water looked like it was a pinky/purple colour due to the large amounts of minerals in it. We took a few photos and admired the ostrich that was in a cage next to the car park. The main stop today was at Ankara, Turkey's modern capital city. After the biggest pide (pizza) I have had so far - it had two layers, We visited Ataturk's Mauseleum. This massive complex guarded by Turkey's version of the Beehive Buckingham Palace guards is all about the life and times of Mustafa Kemel Ataturk. This ex-president, war hero and all round good guy basically founded modern day Turkey as a republic in 1923 and shaped it into what it is today
16th June - Safranbolu to Istanbul
Our last trip on the bus was a full one, we didn't get into Istanbul until 9pm. In the morning we wandered around the Safranbolu old town for a few hours admiring the architecture and browsing through the bric-a-brac type shops. The girls made some earing purchases at a shop that was open but had no shop attendant, we left the money on the counter after waiting around for a while hoping they would come back to work! Afterwards we drove to the Black Sea port of Amasra for lunch, here we got to play with some puppies on the side of the road. Then it was a long trek back to Istanbul stopping only for petrol and some cups of tea. We had arranged to meet Jess and Becky that night, but we were held up on the outskirts of Istanbul by traffic. When the bus pulled up they were still waiting for us, even though we were over 30mins late! After chucking our bags in our hostel room we joined them (and Dennis from our Gulet cruise - who we bumped into on the street) for dinner where they regailed us with tales of their adventures on the night bus from Cappadocia. It turned out that somehow in the confusion of changing buses at a stop, managed to get on the wrong one and ended up being turfed off in the middle of no-where as they didn't have the right ticket for that particular bus. Fortunately they managed to meet a local dude who commandeered a taxi and drove them 40 mins to catch up with the bus they were supposed to be on and only charged them a nominal fee for his trouble - must have been some girl charm involved there. Lucky it all turned out ok, it could have ended up much worse! After dinner we said final goodbyes to them and found our hostel room.