At half past eight, we left our accommodation near the border with Turkey. The hotel, called “The Hotel Bellair” was okay and our room was large and had a spiral staircase that lead to another mezzanine room up stairs….because that night I didn’t stop blabbing on about things mum and Geoff were not interested in, Geoff was tempted to take down the stairs.
Our drive had been only two hours but there wasn’t much to write about. Today though, our drive was taking us along the Greek coast, into Turkey and to a ferry terminal were we would get a boat to Canakkale, then continuing along until we get to were our hotel was in Dikili.
In half an hour, we had reached the border which ment we were now leaving Europe, and entering Asia. However, the Greek border police were very slow and decided because it was Saturday that they weren’t going to open until ten am, so after one hour, we had finally crossed….but, the Turkish border police also decided that Saturday was lay in day and they didn’t start work until ten thirty…….. Twiddling our thumbs in no mans land!
This was the border which took the most time. At this point I was thinking that maybe they were making these queues just for some fun!
At last, we had crossed each border but Geoff needed to buy some Turkish car insurance which took another half an hour. so at this point,we were hungry, tired, hot, and the car smelt because of Asena! Finally though, we were back on the road with our €250 car insurance, but more importantly, our trip was coming to an end. In the truck all of its passengers are now tired and road worn, However, lots of people outside were having fun and partying as if it was someone’s birthday even though the weather was cold, very much unlike Turkey because it is normally in the mid 30s!
That was the time I remembered, when I was on “The Facebook ” many people were celebrating a man called “Mustafa Kemal Ataturk”-AKA The creater of modern Turkey-‘s birthday, even though it was two days ago!
As we sped along the road, the long, straight roads, soon turned into large, winding chicanes along mountain roads. Mother, as usual wasn’t very calm, and since it was raining still, she insisted that Geoff slow down…he did….and got caught up behind a large Lorry. We were behind it for half an hour before we overtook it and sped along beside the coast.
At last we reached our accommodation which was a 7and a half hour drive from were we had stayed in Greece, so we lay back and relaxed, ready for our final road trip, Fethyie and our floating home!