More Elvis and a backpacker zone...

Trip Start Jan 12, 2008
Trip End Mar 19, 2009

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Monday, September 1, 2008

So we headed back to Jordon airport.  We decided to catch the Airport Express bus again to save some cash.  Low and behold it was hard to grab a taxi and when we finally did get one we told him the wrong bus station!!! So we were at it again.  Off we drove to the right bus station with minutes to spare.  The taxi driver tried to stop and pick someone else us (as they do) and Leonie let him have it!  Pointing at her watch she screamed at him.  We made it just...  Arrival at the airport and check in went smoothly again thanks to the ever wonderful Royal Jordania and we waited for our flight.
On arrival in Istanbul it was pleasant not to be hassled and everything worked like clockwork.   Something nice about that.  We caught the Metra in to Sultanhamet, walkżng past the famous Blue Mosque we headed to the backpacker area of town and after some negotiation with a fiery Turk had a room.  Next stop Beer!  Turns out after some careful planning of the next couple of weeks the beer took over and we met a few people and you know how the story goes...
The next day we took some time to book our train tickets and our Gallipoli trip and generally chilled out.  We took a ferry on Istanbul's substantial harbour and milled around the streets.  Elvis continued to play his tune during the day.

Next morning we were up bright and early for our trip to Gallipolli.  İts a five hour bus ride down so we didn't get there until around 1pm.  We were fed and then on our way to the Peninsular.  We visited two beach graveyards, Anzac Cove, Lone Pine (Australia's Memorial, NZs Memorial, The neck, a Turkish Memorial, and saw some replicas of the trenches and the communications tunnels.  This was an amasing tour and not being a history buff › (Leonie) really enjoyed learning about it all and will now be a little less ignorant on Anzac Day of the atrocities of 25th April 1915.  It was a truly moving day.  The whole peninsular us basically a memorial to all the soldiers that fought in that war. That night we stayed nearby and headed out with a group from the tour. We caught a public bus back to İstanbul. 

So today we got up early and had a lovely breakfast.  We took our tıme through the Palace today and saw some fıne jewels and the Haram.  The archıtechure was lovely and tılıng was amasıng.  Followıng thıs we popped ınto the Blue Mosque for a looky and then on to the Grand Bazare for a spot of shoppıng/haggling,  Of course we are tight backpackers so not much was bought.  Stıll an experience walkıng those long, seemıngly endless rows of stalls/shops.  On the way here we went to The Sophıa Museum.  An ınterestıng mosque (once church) that is having the surfaces restored to when ıt was a church.

We leave tomorrow night on an overnight train to Veliko Tarnavo in Bulgaria.

Oh, and the Elvis thing?  Muslim countries have a call to prayer which is belted out of all the mosques around 5 times a day.  We have nicknamed it Elvis...  :-)
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