I was supposed to travel through Turkey with Sally for two weeks. When I received the bad news, I wanted to cancel my flight entirely. Unfortunately, that wasn’t possible. But with my Schengen zone allowance running out and Istanbul being a good hub city to go anywhere, I eventually decided to take the flight anyway and completely restructured the rest of my trip to re-allot the non-Schengen days I was to spend in Turkey to other countries I hadn’t planned on going to.
I think that Sally probably would’ve wanted me to continue travelling Turkey. But I knew I wouldn’t be able to handle it – and I think my short stay in Istanbul only confirmed that. I did do some sight seeing, met some people, had a nice time…but the whole time, I couldn’t help thinking of who was missing. One day, another year, I’ll come back and do Turkey some justice, see it with a better mindset. Continue reading
“Japon! Japon! Korea? China? Indonesia?”
Yeah…walking around the souks in Marrakech wasn’t my idea of fun, especially after Fes. Sadly enough, I did not buy anything but a postcard (which I didn’t have to bargain for), let alone wander into more than 3 or 4 shops, in my entire stay in Morocco. And those shop-wanderings were mostly in Chefchaouen! I cannot stand being hassled, and I ended up not even trying to buy anything. So much as a sideways glance at an item would have someone chasing me down the street calling me Japan or even yelling at me in Japanese. Continue reading
Bit of an early start – over breakfast with Inara and Leiko, I found out that for the past few days, I had my watch set wrong! Morocco is one hour behind Spain and no one told me, nor did I glance at any clocks…so I woke up a little bit too early for my bus. Well, at least it wasn’t the other way around! Continue reading