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"I was in Turkey".

Travelogues

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Just a quick recap………………. Part 1 of this saga dealt with the subject of how I found myself in this fascinating country. Travelling from Greece in 1984 and sleeping in Ephesus ancient city, sights, sounds, smells and people. Part 2 leads from 1984 into a further trip where I made a remarkable  mysterious discovery of a possible past-life. Now here we are again………… After my third or fourth trip to Turkey I had decided it was the place for me. i simply could not get enough of it. At this time in my life there had been several dramatic upheavals. I had lost a...
1- There are no dolmus stops. They stop and pick-up passengers whenever and wherever they want. This is good if you are a passenger waiting for a dolmus. This is not good if you are driving behind the dolmus. So, wait at an appropriate point where they can see you and they can stop without too much “Fast and The Fourios” movements. 2- You can easily hail them and they will stop. Most of the time they will stop or honk even if you don’t hail. 3- Before hop on to the dolmus, make sure it goes to the same...

Turkey Travelogues

Mt Nemrut Turkey, Pictures

Written by Sarah

I have had an action packed last few days. I went on a three day, two night tour of Eastern Turkey. It was fantastic. It was a little hot. Lots of driving. 16 of us in the van with no air conditioning and a highway under construction so we were...

Cay for Two – Part 1

Written by Hazia

Turkish people serve tea in a tiny narrow glass on a small plate. It is mostly to welcome their guests, to warm up in winter or just as a drink to hang out with friends. Interestingly, by my 10th day in this country, I have learned the many different meanings...

Tasting Kokorec: A street food experience in Istanbul

Written by Brenda

I have not been posting for the past few days as I was busy meeting with suppliers, making hotel visits in Istanbul and generally enjoying and exploring the city. And then there was the journey home, broken in Toronto so I could visit with family for a day. Now, it’s...