Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Worth Thirteen Hours



I've left Istanbul and am now relaxing in Bodrum. We hopped on a bus Sunday night to embark on our 13 hour journey to the Okutucu's summer house in bodrum. The 13 hour ride didn't drag on as expected it would, but rather, it was interesting and even exciting at times. The bus stopped a couple of times, once at 3am and a second time around 7. At the First stop Hande refused to wake up so I wandered around the stop alone for twenty minutes. I experienced a non-western style toilet for the first time and I was glad that I only had to relieve my bladder and not not my bowels. I also had top pay 50 liyra to relief myself but all I had were Euros. I put one Euro on the table and walked away. Finally Hande woke up and we hurriedly slurped down some soup before re-boarding the bus. The Turkish countryside was not like I expected it to be. It was much more mountainous and forested than I'd imagined. I managed to occupy a four hour chunk of the trip with sleep. I woke up when we stopped for breakfast. Then finally at around !0:30am we reached our final destination. After taking time to snap a few photos, I ate, slept, ate again, and slept again. After Breakfast this morning Hande, Merve, and I hiked down the hill to the beach. The cool sea water was a refreshing break from the hot midday sun. The three of us bobbed in the ocean for about an hour and then headed back for lunch. Were going back down to the beach later this afternoon.

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