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The Kindness Of Strangers Astounds Me

16. August 2008 | en

The day was hardly a fast start. The lure of the internet kept pulling us, as did Skype´s taunts and teases that one of the files we were transferring may just go through. But at 96%, 2 hours left, and it already being 4 in the evening, we finally gave in and just decided to leave and head for those castles in the sea we had heard about. The plan was to camp there, and enjoy the view!

The problem however was the place was jam packed with tourists.

And though we figured it would die down in time, after reading Ed´s story about being woken in his skivvies on that same beach (you can find it here: Ed Visits Castles And Policemen Tell Him to Put His clothes Back on. I think the fact that they arrived a little earlier in the year really helped the non touristy aspect of the visit!

And so we decided to continue on, but we hit the next city much faster than anticipated, and it was nothing but city for the next 300 kms or more. So we pulled off the road in the hopes of finding a campsite, and instead we found the scariest area of Turkey ever. It looked more like a third world slum, and even Patrick did not seem comfortable pitching up a tent. So we decided to ask for help.

And we were given it! In the best stroke of luck the trip so far we asked a guy on the side of the road, who told us he spoke no English, but his friends did. And we found ourselves not given directions but invited straight in to stay the night in his compound, because outside was just not safe.

Bruno and his wife had friends with them for supper, but we were welcomed in, and told that we should not pitch our tent but stay up on the roof, as it offered a fantastic view of both the area (which was much prettier from above) and the night sky.

We even had a visitor at night, their little Siamese cat, who somehow got up there with us, but was unable to get down. So Patrick had to rescue her!

Tags: Bruno´s Place! Turkey
Map: N 36° 73.957 E 34° 48.239

Created at: 19. August 2008

Vehicle to this place: Motorbike

You know what it is like to perpetually smell like burnt gasoline, or dirt under your fingernails from tires that refuse to keep their proper shape and pressure. Flies in your face, either too hot or too cold, but you refuse to submit to that fate of

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Italienisch in der Türkei

16. August 2008 | de

Es ist doch immer wieder erstaunlich wen man unterwegs so trifft. Nach einem späten Start waren wir unterwegs nach Osten. Es wurde langsam Zeit einen Zeltplatz zu suchen. Wir kamen durch eine unwirtliche Gegend in den Aussenbezirken von Mersin, viel Müll, verlassene Baracken, nicht der ideale Ort zum Zelten.
Wir trafen einen Mann und fragten ihn nach einem guten Platz zum Zelten. Er brachte uns zu Bruno. Bruno ist Italiener und Alleskönner. Eigentlich ist er als Sicherheitsingenieur für Ölbohrgeräte zuständig. Er hat jedoch in den letzten Jahren verschiedene Firmen gegründet, unter anderem eine die Steinzerkleinerungsmaschinen herstellt. Mit denen kann man über sein Feld fahren und die Steine darin zerkleinern, ideal für die Türkei die von von Steinen ist.
Wir kamen an einem Samstag an. Er war gerade damit beschäftigt italienischen Wein herzustellen. Als Hobby hat er sich einen Wengert angelegt. Wir lernten alles über den Weinanbau. Er hat sich mit mit seiner Frau Guni hier ein kleines Paradies geschaffen inmitten der unwirtlichen Gegend.
Vielen Dank an Bruno und Guni für die Gasfreundschaft!