I will post some more soon, but for now, here are some random impressions:
First, there was a definite lack of burning bushes in both dirrections, so I chose for myself: I picked the trucks road (the other one was mountain road, full of holes and curves).
The Customs in Tasucu is full of frogs. I mean, the grass in front of the cutoms office is, and they all come out after dark.
There's something that the Turkish people beat the Cypriot people at, hands-down: putting garlic into food; I mean ... the Turks do, the Cypriots, don't. Cypriots should learn!
What would you like as a main course, sir?(I had picked four kinds of salad, bread, butter and watermellon).
I'ma vegetarian - this is my main course
The Turks answer the phone by saying
Efendi?
Turkish hospitality rules. Especially since they don't do it to sell you stuff. I was invited for tea at a gas-station in the middle of nowhere, just to take a break ... well ... a tea and sign-language conversation :)
The worst decision for this trip was getting the saddlebags I got. They were held by crappy zippers (Zippers for Pete's sake!). On a bump (or another) last night, I lost the right-hand-side saddlebag as the zipper died peacefully and so went all my tools to tool heaven (I don't even have a key).
As a result, I moved all the spares in the other saddlebag into my backpack and ditched the bag: it was just breaking my balance.
Crappy saddlebags!
2 comments:
The Force is with you :) And so are we. Good luck!
Thanks AE :)
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