Not a good night’s sleep. There was a street fight beneath our window. Two local gangs of toughs clashed. The Rational Empiricists had a serious set-to with the Logical Positivists. All I really know is that there was a lot of barking as the two...
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I woke up at 3am with digestive problems. Apparently something at the restaurant last night did not quite agree with me. No muscle aches or anything of the sort that usually accompanies this sort of thing.
We went up early to breakfast. Meals are served...
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Now we are well into the second half of the trip. I still have not finished my log from May 5. Luckily we have a seven-hour bus ride. Peter was commenting on one of the advantages of my palmtop while we were riding on very bumpy roads yesterday. It would...
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In The Grapes of Wrath Ma Joad asks her son about his days in prison “Did it make ya mean, son?” I was up past midnight writing in my log. At 4:36 I found out we were right next to a mosque that uses electric amplification to wake people up...
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I almost slept through the 4:40 call to prayer. Almost. If there is such a thing as aural chaos, it is having three mosques next to each other.
Well we were awake at 7 and the bus leaves at 9. If there are problems getting to the bus terminal, which I...
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It is really dark here at night. Evelyn says it is because we are in a cave. Not so. We have opaque walls at home; we just have clocks and VCRs that have displays that glow in the dark. There is light that comes in the window from the street. Here it...
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The backache was gone. I had had later twinges, but another night’s sleep and things were good. The bed here is one of the less comfortable ones and I must have slept crookedly on my back the first night.
I must sound a little like a hypochondriac,...
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Evelyn looked out the window and said it did not look like rain. I told her that it would cloud up and rain a little late morning. Then it would clear only to cloud again and rain in the early evening. How do I know? Experience. That is what it has been...
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At an extremely efficient five feet six inches, I still like to think of myself as being fairly tall. But I have to admit that there actually are thousands of Americans (well, at least hundreds) who are actually taller (and Luck of Leeper says I usually...
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I awoke about 6:30 and wrote for a while. After all I did not have last evening to write and I don’t have this evening. But the proximity of the opera house is really nice. Ataturk liked the opera. There is a statue of him outside. I guess it was...
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Well, our trip is rapidly coming to an end. My spreadsheet that tracks such things says we are now 7/8 the way into the trip, or will be in about 8 minutes, which is close enough for me. This program gives me a nice pie chart showing what percent of the...
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