Sunday, April 22, 2012

Home.

After 3 wonderful months of exploration and growth, we are happy to be safely home in the United States.  There is no concise way to summarize all of the experiences we were able to have,  the places we were able to see, the people we were able to meet.  It was a trip of a lifetime, and Nick and I are so thankful to have experienced it together.
We traveled throughout 5 countries and 1 territory via car, bus, train, plane, boat, and our own two legs.
We carried 2 backpacks.
We slept in hostels, pensions, hotels, tents, people's spare rooms, and even 1 swanky resort.
We ate falafel, shawarma, souvlaki, spanakopita, and mousaka.
We learned how to get along with each other even when we were exhausted and hungry and trying to find a place to stay.
We learned about Islam, Judaism, and Christianity, and saw many sites holy to each respective religion.
We had a great time!
Now we are back in Illinois, working on fixing up a little farm outside Freeport, happy to be able to see friends and family again, and looking forward to our wedding come August 18!

At O'Hare Airport just after our plane from Istanbul landed.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

An entry from the daily journal I keep


Konya, Turkey -> Cappadocia, Turkey

Still sick.  But hope of a recovery in some not so distant future? Yes.  We mobilized, showered, packed, and booked it to the tram, not sure at all if we were going to make it in time for the 11am bus to Goreme, but we did!  Maybe even with 5 minutes to spare ;)  We waived farewell to Konya sadly without seeing a single whirling dervish whirl.  Maybe in Istanbul.

The bus was quite comfortable, as is the standard here.  Nice coaches.  The attendant was noteworthy of mention as well:  he didn’t speak English, but he LOVED us (or loved making fun of us.. not sure).  He would make the most ridiculous gestures at us.  For example, Nick pointed out a mosque, to which he grinned broadly and held up his hands like donkey ears sprouting out from under his neck!  At one point we are pretty sure he tried to scam us, as he asked to take our tickets somewhere and bring them back in a minute, but a friend I will tell you about next talked to him in Turkish (a scolding?) and he did not take them.

The friend we made was a 17 year old girl in the seat in front of us.  We attempted communication through the seat crack between us.  It was difficult, but we did connect with her.  She was trying so hard to communicate!  She is in high school.  As we were about to arrive at our stop, She gave me a BEAUTIFUL necklace from around her neck (at least I’m assuming she doesn’t carry extra as party favors).  It was such a sweet gesture, and something I will treasure. I gave her a shell Nick found for me in Rhodes- not as special, but still something.  She understood it was from Greece.

We decided to stay at the first place we looked at in Goreme, the town most people stay in in Cappadocia: Kose Pension.  We are up on the roof in a dorm with mattresses on the floor, and a balcony all around.  It is wooden and very nice!  Right now we are the only ones in it, though it could house up to 24 people!  I hope no one else comes.  It only costs 12 tyl per person, which is good (about $12 total)!  The shared bathrooms aren’t bad either.  Also, the owner has an itty bitty baby so that’s fun.

I crashed for a bit upon arrival, and then we went looking at renting a car or moto and found some Tavuk Doner (Cheap common street food).  This town is expensive!  Doner was 4 tyl each, and car rentals are like 80 tyl/day. (Divide in half to get an estimate of $US)

Nick brought me back to the hotel after our venturing and now I am resting and journaling and cough cough coughing while he goes for a run. 

I’ll enter the rest of the day later!

We ended up having a quiet evening: Nick went out and bought us some Tavuk Doner, and we ate it while we finished watching Casablanca.

Now time to sleep, and hopefully wake up feeling all better!