The Return Journey
The Return Journey: Exploring Istanbul, mosques, Turkish Delight, darkened rooms, farewell to James and Amy, fresh fish, border fiasco, flat tyre and finally bye bye tuk tuk….
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The Return Journey: Exploring Istanbul, mosques, Turkish Delight, darkened rooms, farewell to James and Amy, fresh fish, border fiasco, flat tyre and finally bye bye tuk tuk….
A letter to Emily from us all as we eventually arrive in Istanbul and the end of our journey. We are ecstatic, relieved, sad, tired, emotional and also incredibly grateful to all those who helped us along the way…
Skopje –> Sofia –> Plovdiv :
Roman aqueducts, dodgy men behind bushes, microwaved soggy bread, bleak towns, more mountains, we feature on the Bulgarian National news twice, visiting friends and the cutest hostel ever in Plovdiv….
Dismal beaches, Rachel is abandoned on an Albanian mountainside, “Where is she?”, a screaming Bharat, brambles, drone misdemeanours and Macedonian TV interview…..
Cruise-ades, David Attenborough impressions, city walls, forts, 1500 steps, more droning, closed border crossings, the tuktuk conquers the Kotor Serpentine, unsung heroes and we arrive in Albania, at night…
Stunning scenery, beautiful bridges, bald patches, bombed out buildings, lost passports, the walled city of Dubrovnik and the very unglamorous campsite launderette
Trieste –> Krk –> Zadar –> Trogir Things fly out of the tuk tuk, tuk tuk toppling scare (James), vomiting (James), tuk tuk stutters to a halt (James), wasps, waterfalls and Zadar brings back memories of Emily…
Ljubljana –> Lake Bled –> Trieste
Walking, cycling, rowing, swimming and kayaking – we do more exercise in one and a half days than in the last three weeks. One set of Alps was not enough so we test the trusty tuk tuk once again as we go up and over the Julian Alps via 50 hairpin bends. We get vertigo on a bridge over a gorge and then gorge ourselves with too much food (again)…
Keszthely –> Maribor –> Ljubljana
The Hills Are Alive With the Sound of Bharat Shouting…. as we journey from deserted town to pretty town, visit the oldest vine in the world, wind up and over the Slovenian mountains and land a 50 minute walk from where we want to be in Ljubljana
Parking tickets, more howling wind, how to keep warm in the back of a tuk tuk, 3 countries in 2 days, smelly hands and smelly lakes, castles and face masks…