Turkey Vacation

04/24/98: New Jersey Departure

Prologue: The Turks are a fascinating people with their own very original take on the world. They are a pragmatic and indomitable people who often think in very unexpected ways. Our view of them from the United States has been colored by anti-Turkish... 

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04/25/98: Arrival Istanbul, Sultanahmet

They are only pre-boarding but everybody is lining up. They want to be among the first to board. I am not sure the advantage unless it is to grab overhead compartment space. In any case the boarding procedure is snafued. The problem seems to be that they... 

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04/26/98: Istanbul: The Museum and the Great

I slept all night long very soundly. Breakfast was a tiny buffet in the basement with hardboiled eggs, Dried apricots, olives, sliced bread, very good tomatoes, some sliced fruit, and jellies (which is more like a cherry sauce). There were dried apricots,... 

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04/27/98: Istanbul: The Topkapi Palace

We slept in until about 8:15, which is late for us when we travel. It is my tradition to give Evelyn breakfast in bed on the 27th of each month. When we travel it is often difficult, but usually there is a cookie or something of even a little substance.... 

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04/28/98: Transit: Istanbul to Canakkale

Note: I will call the city Canakkale, but it is pronounced chan-i-KAH-le. The first “c” has a cedilla. If you don’t know what a cedilla is, it is a caterpillar-like monster killed by Rodan. Until now I have not had even a bit of jetlag.... 

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04/29/98: Canakkale and Gallipoli

Today we visit the beaches of Gallipoli on the Dardenelles. A little history: In World War I, Turkey sided with Germany and Austria. The Russians wanted a warm water port and had designs on Turkey. Turkey would have sided with the British, French, and... 

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04/30/98: Canakkale and Troy

I have discovered that if you are washing your hands in the bathroom you open the door a crack. It is tough to turn the knob on the door enough to open it and with wet hands it is even worse. I have a friend who is Romanian and who insisted when I first... 

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05/01/98: Transit: Canakkale to Bergamo

I don’t know if it is Turkish beds, the fact I am doing more in a day, or what. At home I am not a good sleeper. I wake up in the night and cannot get back to sleep. I wake up at 5am. Who knows what all. I had no jetlag coming to Turkey and every... 

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05/02/98: Bergamo sites; Transit to Salihli

This was the first night I had some problem sleeping. I woke up about 2:30 and started wondering is there more I could be doing to fight the cold. As I lay there Evelyn got up and started putting on clothing to warm up because the room really was cold.... 

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05/03/98: Salihli, Sardis, and Selcuk

I slept fairly well. I may have been up for just a few minutes in the night. How is the cold? Hard to say, I am glad to say. Henceforth I take Vitamin C and an antihistamine. On the other hand it could be the waters from the Asclepion. For my next problem... 

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05/04/98: Selcuk: Ephesus

It must be just by chance, but in the more comfortable rooms I tend to not sleep as well. This is one of the better rooms yet I woke at 5 and could not get back to sleep. It could be that I napped on the bus. I am at one of those felicitous points when... 

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