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Venice to Turkey 21

Day 21, Gallipoli, May 24

Breakfast and on the bus at 7:30 AM. Ground is wet so it must have rained last night. My favorite kind of rain, at night that you never see!

Beshiktash soccer team in Istanbul is our driver’s favorite Team and he has a model bus on the dashboard. We are in the city of Canakkale (pronounced kaan-a-kaal-E).

Our bus drives onto a ferry that will take us to the Gallipoli Peninsula, an Intercontinental ride. We have been in Asia and we are going back to Europe. We first learned about Gallipoli on our RTW 2020 in Wellington, New Zealand. It was a WWI battle to control the entrance to the Black Sea. We will now learn the Turkish version. Some interesting shots from the ferry ride.

The cemetery of Anzac is very moving with the engraving on the stones. We also visit ‘Toren Alani’, a more rustic cemetery where the headstones are just rounded and not carved.

Chunkbair area with monuments is also moving. Found two more Phillips on memorials. Found several on the one before.

Ataturk’un Gozetleme Yeri is a famous overlook that gave sightings to attacking forces.

Canakkale Bridge is about 3 miles long. Longest suspension bridge in the world. Connects Europe to Asia. Named 1915 Çanakkale Bridge in memory of the victory of Gallipoli for $30 B.

We drive on through Gelibolu Guney and Malkara where we even spot what appears to be a bride and groom heading off on their honeymoon!

Lunch is again at a roadside cafe. We walk in to see workers preparing foods just inside the doors. We have eggplant and meat dishes along with some spinach stuffed bread. As we sit down with our food, a fairly strong thunderstorm hits and we watch torrential rain soak everything outside. But by the time lunch is over, the storm has abated.

Back on the bus, we travel the last two hours to Istanbul. As we enter the city, we drive under an ancient aqueduct. No more explorations for us today. We arrive in Istanbul around 4:30 PM and debark the bus with everyone else. This tour is over. Oz does make sure we all have rides to our chosen hotels on a smaller coach.

This coach takes us to our hotels pair by pair with our travel friends. Yes, many of them are now friends, some of whom we will stay in touch with via social media and some via WhatsApp!

The coach comes to a point and stops. We are told it is only 4-5 blocks to our hotels. But which way and where? Luckily, the bus guide says he will take us. There are eight of us, six to one hotel and Elee and I to another. At one point, Elee and I are told to “wait here”, and we do. The guide takes the six downhill to their hotel and Elee and I wait for him in a place where we question where we are.

But, true to his word, he comes back for us and helps us find our hotel. Good thing he does as it turns out our hotel is in the back of a coffee shop. We would have never found it on our own.

We tip him and check in to the hotel. We are shown to the room and are disappointed. The bed, for example, has about 6-8 inches on each side to get into the bed. This will not do. We complain and are given a different room that is much more spacious. No windows, no air conditioning, but we take it. TV doesn’t work, but oh well, we’ll tough it out.

We relax for a bit, upload photos to a computer and head out in search of dinner. It turns out we are in Old Town and near the top of the hill. We can see the Tower from the front of our hotel and it’s only 50-75 meters away! It’s the tower we saw when we were here 8 days ago and didn’t get a chance to visit.

We walk up to the tower and the narrow tiny streets are filled with shops and restaurants. We look around and find a restaurant that serves lamb and get seats in the streetside tables so we can people watch. We have roast lamb and wine and enjoy the ambiance.

After dinner, we walk around the streets and shops watching the light of day wane and the lights of the city come on. We hear a lot of commotion in one area and it turns out there is a protest going on!

We come across a five story restaurant that has rooftop seating and we go up. We are lucky enough to find there is a fantastic view of the Tower from where we sit. So a glass of wine later, we wander back down to our hotel.

See you all tomorrow!

Venice to Turkey 20

Day 20, Troy, May 23

Today we’re on the bus at 7:30 AM. We leave Izmir on our way to Troy. Only about 110 km or one and a half hours. The architecture in Izmir is modern. And like most cities in the world, it doesn’t escape graffitti!

We head into the countryside and suddenly a warning alert goes off in the bus. It turns out to be a driver alert that announces our driver needs a mandatory day off. Akmed cannot work 7 days in a row by Turkish law. We do have a second driver on board so all is well.

W arrive in Bergama, Asklepion around 9:30 AM. The weather is mostly cloudy. Temperature is 20C (68F). Parchment Paper was created here. Books were also first created here.

Architecture is 70s era. The farmland is rustic. We visit Pagamon (or Bergama) ruins and marvel at more ancient artifacts including a sacred fountain. Then we are on the bus for 2 hours to our lunch stop.

We stop at Yasa for lunch and I have a Turkish pizza. It is delicious! I also like to photograph police cars around the world as most of them are quite different. Even tunnels through the mountains have a uniqueness to them.

We are heading through the Canakkale (pronounced kaan-a-kaal-E) province of Turkiye (the official spelling of Turkey). About two hours after lunch, we arrive in Troy, about 30 km from the city of Canakkale. The city of Troy is very interesting. It’s not even close to the stories I heard as a child or in school. There are approximately eleven layers of Troy, seven plus layers of the city, having been built upon itself many times. There are several discovered Amphora vessels that presumably held wine at one time. Earthquakes and fires involved destroyed the city several times also. The movie is totally a Hollywood creation. The story of the horse is sketchy at best, even though they have a horse there for tourist purposes.

We walk quite a ways around the old city checking out the ruins. Some sensitive ruins have had a roof built over them during excavations. I photographed a lot of the signs for myself and others interested to read later. The roman numerals following the name Troy indicate the layer of the city it’s referring to.

Our guide, Oz, is well versed with everything Turkiye and educates us about everything we see. The history of Troy is fascinating. As you can see it is the season of red poppies.

Now we drive to our hotel, the Park Ytun Hotel.

Dinner tonight is okay, basically unremarkable.