Thor’s wrath – a tale of Tbilisi We’re all writing an account of what happened that night, because, well, it was one hell of an experience. Not helped by the difficult rainy night in Batumi the day before where we struggled to find our hostel, or by the hair-raising eight hour minibus ride to Tbilisi […]
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Not “JUST” another rainy night in Georgia Yesterday we found out that it’s one thing to read about “extreme weather events” and quite another to walk through one for 5 km with heavy rucksacks looking for an obscure hostel in a large foreign city as darkness falls. On our knuckle-whitening 8 hour mini-bus Helter-Skelter ride
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Theo – Dreams of Alan Partridge and a squashed tomato On our last night in Turkey, after a fabulous meal of rice and beans and a chocolate birthday cake for Shannon, courtesy of the truly lovely host at a local eatery in Erzurum, I dreamed the strangest dream. I dreamt that I was Alan Partridge,
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We’ll be coming down the mountain Morning, we are on that bus to Hopa, near the border of Georgia, we’ve met our first English person, who looks a bit like Frodo Baggins, and we are hurtling along through some of the most beautiful scenery I’ve ever seen. I don’t expect to survive this trip so
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Theo’s blog: “Welcome to your personalised Sauna Spa and Wellness experience…” ….was not what the thick-set taciturn man at the dark entrance to the men’s Hammam in Kadikoy said to me, as he wordlessly ushered me in from the street. “English” I say, “Turkish” says he, and hands me a pair of crocks, a towel
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‘Soften, and use little water.’ Before we left Konya we went to Rumi’s shrine…I wondered if it would be a meaningful experience, looking at a dead poets grave (one of the sacred sites of the world because he was after all a great Sufi poet and his Turkish name, Mevlana, means Master, but nevertheless a
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Theo’s blog – The best things in life are free. Today I had two sublime experiences which any traveller in Turkey who ventures beyond Istanbul or the holiday beaches can access, without spending a lira on anything but travel. Having taken a train through the endless folded hills and plains of “the Asian side”, which
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Çatalhöyük and the Whirling… There is so much to say about yesterday. I know that things I’m part of sink in quicker and a little deeper than experiences I have where I am mainly an observer, but my dream last night shows me that one of the two extraordinary experiences we had has reached a
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On the way to Konya…eventually Today I learned that in Turkey you always need a paper ticket when trying to get on a train… I had booked the tickets on the inter rail app…that’s what you do…that’s the joy of inter rail tickets – you can just turn up and get on the train! We arrived
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Laundry Day I like Turkey, who wouldn’t like a country where cats rule the capital and the workers are humming their own tunes…? I’m sitting in the laundromat waiting for our washing to finish, grateful that we found one so close to the hotel…Theo’s gone off to buy banana’s and Rosa is back