Dark, brooding, and silhouetted against a crescent moon, Ataturk glowered at us through the bus windows. For three weeks, I will eat, sleep, and drink, in a land that has outlawed insults to his memory.
Last year’s Turkey crew paraded the portrait past the bus as they waved farewell. “Forty-nine weeks,” Dr. G commented, “since I last departed on this trip.” This year’s itinerary loops through Istanbul and back again. Most of all, I look forward to the chance for rest.
Glad you’re finally embarked on your adventure! I hope you sleep well on the bus. 😉 I can’t wait for more stories. Stay safe!
Thank you, Xi. Our first long bus ride begins tomorrow; we’ll see how the sleeping goes. There is plenty of room to spread out, at least!
So glad you have arrived safely. Praying for joy in the journey, and glimpses of God’s hand along the way. HAVE FUN!
Thank you so much, Mrs. K!