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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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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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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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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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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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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