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  • Day125


    September 7 in Turkey

    We start the morning early with a powerful porridge with fruits made by Joscha. The cycling goes well and we arrive early at our destination Ayancik. To see four cyclists in the villages on the way must be quite rare as almost all people greet us. The views are magic again. Forests changes with coastline.

    We have a lot of wonderful local food and try everything. Turkish food is just awesome. (Köfte, Bulgur, Chickpeas, Moussaka, Rice, Beans, Gözleme, ... you name it) Also the deserts! (Boyabat Ezmesi, Künefe, Catmar, Baclava...) Delicious. We find a place to sleep in the "teachers house" through a German-Turkish family from the city that uses their connections. We enjoy a beautiful seaview there. In the evening, the waves are so huge! They hit against the walking area and people stand and stare.

    Our "how turkish are you" - index just rose today as we had 5 times tea today :D
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  • Day129


    September 11 in Turkey

    From Samsun, the very modern, clean, lively and big city, we pedal fast on the flat streets. A food stop at one of the local food restaurants and a nice break at a beach area in Terme and we almost arrived at Ünye. Another Çay and very nice conversations with a family from Witten and we arrive in one of the oldest cities in Turkey. Ünye is known for its small old streets in the city center. It starts raining and Jo is going to the local Hamam which is open for men only today.Read more

  • Day133

    Breathtaking mountains

    September 15 in Turkey

    This day has changed my view of Turkey. Here is why. We organized us a rental car in no time and went to the famous Sümela monastery first. It hangs in the rocks. The Greece Orthodox monastery was founded in the 4th century, it was abandoned in 1923 after the creation of the Turkish Republic and the ‘exchange of populations'. It is now a tourist magnet and recently under construction.

    We follow the road up the hill to a village. We feel like we moved to Mongolia and enjoy Köfte, salad and tea facing this view. We move further up and up the serpentines and need so stop every minute to take a picture. It looks so impressive! The mountains are 3.040 metres here and the pass is small. It is 11° only. We plan to go down on the other side and hit a real street there again.

    We take an old men with us who is hitchhiking :) He wanted to go to the next village to drink çay with his friends. So, we join for one tea and they show us the Orthodox church in their village where the cross can still be seen in the stone but it a mosque tower was added.

    It takes forever to drive down. When it is already dark, we take a girl and a woman hitchhiking with us. They want to buy eftek (bread) at the next bakery. It feels as Turkey must be really safe when women hitchhike in the dark somewhere in the mountain villages.

    I wished to have a drone to catch more of these breathtaking views. Turkish mountains are definitely a must! And they are worth the trip in itself. So, my view of Turkey has adjusted even more to the positive than before!
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  • Day123

    Iran, Turkey and Germany

    September 5 in Turkey

    We meet a Turkish biker, Mart, after 20km and decide that Jo continues with him while Wi takes the bus for today. In the evening, we meet a cyclist from Iran, Heidar. We go swimming together, eat and put the tent next to the harbour. Very nice company in a very small village.

  • Day128

    Prison, flat tire, dinner

    September 10 in Turkey

    The evenings live music on top of the castle yesterday was beautiful but tiring. We start late and visit Sinops historical prison firstly.

    Unnecessary knowledge: Sinops prison was built in 1215 and held famous prisoners as well as political exposed persons. It it said that the guards were like dragons guarding everything and not even let a bird flew over there. We were told that nobody could flew.

    Then, we ride trough Gerze, a wonderful cute town. We swim in a phenomenal place next to hundred metres of rocks. Then, we make it to Yakakent where Jo has his first flat tire. Meanwhile we fix it, we get invited for dinner which we agree to. So, we enjoy local food with a local family and communicate via google translate.

    After that, we 'wildcamp' at a gas stations garage with a roof above us. (Camping at gas stations is normal and always possible as a back up option).

    Tomorrow is the first day after we entered Turkey, without elevation!!! (Wohoooooo!)
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  • Day135

    Tea production

    September 17 in Turkey

    Our warmshower at the Çay house gives us a generous breakfast and we cycle to Hopa, the last larger town before the Georgian border. Along the way, it is full of tea plants everywhere. It is partly raining and the landscape is pretty green. We ask at several tea factories for a visit and at number 6, the women explains us how Lipton is producing the tea. However, entering is not allowed. Almost before dawn, we meet a very friendly security guy at the Çaykur tea factory, number 7, and he shows us the whole production site and explains each of the steps. Tea is made by fermentation. They add only water and heat. And as smaller the result, the better the tea quality.

    In Hopa, we meet a warmshower (a good friend of our host before) who is bringing us to his beach house. We can stay there for the night and listen to the ocean.

    It was our last full day in Turkey. From here, we can already see our final destination! Batumi in Georgia. It feels unbelievable that we have cycled so far. However, can't wait to cross the boarder and enjoy days of resting and holiday.
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  • Day131

    Cycling today was good and fast. After an early start we are eager to make some metres and cycle 90km at once. Then, we enjoy swimming in a small stony bay in Tirebolu. Found a cheap pension and had an amazing sundowner on the beach. In the evening we ate with a view and got to know a guy whose parents have been living in Germany, told us a bit about the region and invited us for desert. Delicious. Again. The name of the city: Tirebolu developed from Tripolis (meaning: three cities)

    Interesting historical fact:
    This part of Turkey was inhabited by 1.400.000 Greece people. In 1923, the Turkish and Greece governments made a deal: They forced an exchange of the ethnic minorities. The Orthodox Greece population needed to leave Turkey and got exchanged by the Muslim population in Greece (400.000). It was an 'ethnic cleansing'. Consequences today: Empty and unused Orthodox churches along the coastline in Turkey and abandoned mosques in Greece.
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  • Day12

    The twice daily train from Izmir to Bandirma Port, known as the Eylül Express, left punctually at 14.00. The term Express was a bit of a misnomer as it trundled along so slowly at times that it might have been quicker walking along its single track. The train however was modern and air-conditioned, and I was glad I had made a free seat reservation as it was extremely busy. Relaxing with a welcome cup of chai from the trolley, the silence was broken by the wailing of 3 toddlers who appeared to take it in turns to scream at the top of their voices, much to the delight of their families, especially one granny, who beamed with delight every time one of them let go with a particularly prolonged outburst. Ah well, it’s only a 7 hour journey, I consoled myself. Two of the babies got off (with their parents) after 3 hours, but shock horror, another 3 got on! What is this - a baby boom? Is the telly so bad in Turkey? I searched my emergency medical kit: paracetamol, Diocalm, Ex-Lax - but no sign of Calpol or even Nurse Harvey’s Gripe Mixture. Lesson learned - be better prepared.

    The scenery was pleasant if unspectacular, and the Turkish countryside was lined with olive orchards for much of the way, with minarets dotting the villages and towns we passed through. The sun was beating down and it was nice to enjoy the cool of the carriage. In spite of the modern comfortable seating accommodation, the loo on the train was another story - literally a hole in the floor for squatting. I was wishing I had purchased one of the pads displayed on the mannequin in the pharmacy outside the station (see photo).

    What’s this? Only five hours after departure and all the little tots have dropped off to sleep. Bless the little darlings, they’re no bother at all.

    On arrival at its northern terminus at Bandirma, I made my way just across the street to the Panderma Port Hotel, an old inn full of character with a large double room facing the front. The interior was dimly lit and the colour scheme was from the 1970s - all browns and creams with illumination coming from 40 Watt bulbs. I could scarcely see the keyhole to my room in the dimness, but the fact I still had my sunglasses on didn’t help. I was pleased to see a late night café still open and made my way there, only to realise that 100 yards (or is it metres?) along the street there was a huge Blackpool-like resort waiting to be enjoyed. A sizeable funfair opened onto a veritable sea of attractions - side shows, candy floss stalls, tattoo parlours, outdoor theatres, hotels and literally hundreds of eating places. There was even an illuminated suspension bridge. The place was thronged with thousands of people all out enjoying themselves. For the first time on my trip I felt a bit out of place - you need company to enjoy funfairs and the like. Young people were queuing up to buy food from takeaway stalls - barbecued corn on the cob and what looked like pickled cucumbers.

    I opted for the safer option of a McDonald’s. Sitting outside people-watching in the still warm evening air, I watched four girls at a table in front of me, all made up to the nines, wearing the best designer gear, showing each other YouTube clips on their top of the range mobile phones, and generally having a good laugh. They got up and left without clearing their table. Seconds later two teenage boys came over and appeared to start clearing up. However they were actually emptying the leftovers of the fries into a packet each, and the dregs of the soft drinks into a cup each and made off with their complimentary Happy Meal. An old lady, heavily wrinkled and stooped with age berated them, waving her stick and shouting something unintelligible. She then sat at the table and proceeded to pick at the remaining scraps left by the young vultures. They had beat her to it. Such an illustration of wealth and poverty at one table in the space of five minutes.

    In the centre of it all, amidst the noise and hustle and bustle of the crowd, the Crier called the faithful to prayer from his minaret, high above the Sodom and Gomorrah scene below. The amplified sound was deafening.

    My comfortable stay at the Panderma Port included a substantial breakfast, all for £27. The three friendly waitresses rushed to greet me, the only diner in a room which was set for 50. ‘You would like an omelette?’ the eldest one said ‘with eggs and cheese?’ Well certainly with eggs I thought. ‘And what about some cheeses? This one is my favourite - and this one too’. By this time my plate was groaning with several large cubes of identical looking (and tasting) white cheese. When I returned to my table the omelette had arrived, complete with eggs and cheese, and tasted delicious. Some Turkish tea arrived in one of the fine fluted glasses I had become accustomed to, and which at home might be used to display small bunches of freesia. This version was very strong like Builder’s Tea, and tasted as if it had been stewing in a can for a fortnight. I gulped it down quickly and went back to the buffet for baklava, returning to see my Builder’s Tea being replenished with a smile.

    Thus fortified, I made my way to the IDO Ferry for the 10.00 sailing across the Sea of Marmara to Istanbul. What a great way to arrive in this grand city. I made my way to my hotel - the Senator, only to discover it had been taken over by Holiday Inn. It had all been refurbished and the room was terrific. I headed off to see the Grand Bazaar which I had missed on my last visit as it was closed. What an amazing place! Then a walk to the Sultanahmet area and a visit to see the Blue Mosque and the ginormous Hagia Sophia. Although both still magnificent, there was a lot of renovation work going on. Took one of Istanbul’s clean, efficient trams to the Galata Bridge and had fish for dinner in one of the many seafood restaurants. It was a lovely sunny evening and I enjoyed looking over the Golden Horn and the Bosphorus where numerous ferries plied their way back and forth. I’ll maybe pop over to Asia for lunch tomorrow.

    I discovered my hotel had a Hamam (Turkish Bath) available, and I took advantage of it to rejuvenate myself after walking about the hot streets all day. Bliss…
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  • Day121


    September 3 in Turkey

    Amasra ist eine wunderschöne kleine alte Stadt. Besonders bekannt für Ihren Fisch. Auch die zwei Buchten bestechen mit einem schönem Panorama auf die teilweise noch erhaltene alte Stadtmauer aus dem 15. Jahrhundert.

  • Day124

    Zu viert unterwegs

    September 6 in Turkey

    Nach einer unruhigen Nacht im Zelt mit Gewitter und Steinschlag neben an, haben wir uns von dem nach Westen fahrenden Heidar verabschiedet. Fünf Minuten später haben wir einen deutschen Biker Joscha aus Stuttgart getroffen, der mit seinem Klappfahrrad nach Neuseeland unterwegs ist! Mega cool. Somit waren wir heute zu viert unterwegs.Read more

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