We arrived back in Istanbul yesterday morning after an exhausting 15 hour bus ride from the coast. Our bus company was called "Kamil Koc" which in Turkish would read as "camel coach" but I kept on laughing at the thought that we were riding the "camel cock".The truth is it did feel a bit little like that at times as we had to endure having a bratty child kicking our seats for most of the journey. The kid was blonde and his parents very much Turkish (dark complexion, moustache, head scarf) so I suspected he must have been kidnapped from a visiting German couple, either that or his was directly related to Satan. Anyway, we hardly got any sleep and crashed out at our crummy hostel last night.
So we have a tiring day and a half of travelling ahead of us starting with a 5.45am flight to Frankfurt tomorrow morning followed by a 10 hour fligh to Caracas a few hours later. Fun, fun, fun.
As I mentioned before, Turkey has been a revelation. What a wonderful country. Cappadocia was definitely the highlight. Istanbul also has grown on us. Last night we walked around the centre with all the mosques lit up and the bridge done up in changing neon colours, a great buzz. The bridge was packed with people fishing and the cafes full of life, music and wine.
As for Caracas, I don't really know what to expect. Hopefully some tasty, spicey South American food perhaps a cheap cinema and a few decent cafes. We don't have a guide book so not sure what "things" there are to see, it's a mystery box of sorts. Speak to you next from Venezuela.
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