Sunday 18 July, arrived at Istanbul ...
A priori did not have high expectations of what could come to offer the Turkish people, until a couple of days prior to arrival, Sole and Tincho, two friends of Tenaris (where he worked before throwing the slipper) responded by e-mail me I had a lot to expect from the most popular city in this country (normally I get to send some mails to friends and acquaintances who already traveled, to remember what they experienced and feel envy, bad ?)... it is clear that the mention of Tincho I just won me a place in the wedding on November 13, three days after my return (if the budget permits me) ... the hair to look any of Vietnamese tailored suits! My own little style ... pfff ...
Anyway ... we stayed at The Peak Hotel, in the nicest area of \u200b\u200bthe city, two blocks from a pedestrian twenty blocks long with all kinds of shops, places to eat and drink, and a tram that runs and which I hang up and you can download whenever you want ...
Istanbul is a particular city for its diversity, and especially for being a bi-continental city, a word I just invented it but I guess that applies ... lies partly in Europe and Asia, with their distinct cultures by continent ...
the outset is a very European style of buildings, and how to be managed to go, although it remains very difficult to be understood, considering that there is a fucking Turkish English-speaking ...
spent 4 days in Istanbul ... one of the destinations in which we spend more time and sure it was worth every day, even if it was only for the pedestrian walk and eat a Kumpir (more or less walk with the food culture ...).
We had our fair share of academic trips even though it was a city that already had a taste for "free", so said that was much like the European style, and Europe is already associated with the last part of trip, which is free-form excursion outside the scheme high school students in which we have been driving ... Within
rides come to know the Blue Mosque, Hagia Sophia, Grand Bazaar, a cistern from the Roman period (I think), and some things I can not remember, but neither will be as memorable as the mega fiessssta we did the penultimate night, before leaving for Cappadocia, one of the clubs of Centrito ...
Leaving the pedestrian a couple of blocks there is an area of \u200b\u200bclubs and pubs that night gets to the floor edge, with people playing live, places to eat and drink, beer jars of 0.7 l! Do not let you escape the temptation ... Efes is also the beer that is well worth downloading a liter jug \u200b\u200bBober ... Everywhere are signs of Efes, Uruguay would be like if there were no Patricia and only had Pilsen and is the band's popular ... in pubs will also hire suppliers that charge about 2 liters, with a newspaper boy that you are comfortable managing ... and for those who have the same concerns that I, not heated, has a belt of ice that hold quite well ... all designed for good beer maker ...
Anyway ... the reason for this celebration was the farewell of the group, because the next day and we parted from the group was not going to Cappadocia, and had to do a farewell to Big Brother that we have been living for more than 3 months ... The next day
We had some walks, but because of the feast we had to do on the last day, which had been a mattress wisely to regain strength, or in our case, walking lost ...
Another thing that could not miss in Istanbul ... the damn parcel ... the parcel was scheduled in this city, and as people who follow the agendas, we could not fail ... more than 20 kilos and went to Lucerne 6230, Montevideo, Uruguay ...
the last day, after finishing the recovery day trips, I went up to Galata Tower, a point from which you can see most of the city with very nice views .... I got to take some classical sunset photos, seeing the city day and night, and I peeled garlic for a hotel ... The next day we left early to Cappadocia, so we took for a few beers with Clari, Nico and Agus in the street the hotel before going to sleep for a while ... We went to Cappadocia
, from road Ankara, the Turkish capital, only to stop at the mausoleum of Ataturk, Turkey's greatest hero, and if I mistake not, first president since it was formed as a Republic (I played it with that data) ... we go out and ride ...
Cappadocia was all a controversial ... a fate that many wanted to do, but with the ghost of what was the trip to bondi there, many ended up abandoning the idea .... that, or the urge to peel for the fuck of Greece a couple of days before ... For the latter, I understand more than the first .... bondi the trip was a silk, and it was longer than the travel of others who also had to pass through before reaching Pammukale Kusadasi ... delayed the same as us or more, and lost a city that definitely worth ...
Another great ghost is the subject of ferries from Kusadasi to Samos (Greece) ... many people say to go to Cappadocia means having to eat one night in Samos, because there would ferry the day we went ... that may be, you should check in the days before because The ferries do not go every day, but that we also have Lameco, we proposed an alternative to get to Mykonos (the paradise of fuck) the day we wanted ... In short, the trip to Cappadocia was a goal, in my opinion ... obviously there's the commitment of all who went on to say that without doubt was the best trip in front of those who were not ... is the standard of the journey ...
is a city made from many volcanic eruptions, which were resulting in sandstone mountains with different colors, and those mountains were set up communities of people who lived in caves ... landscapes that are seen are amazing, divine to stay a while just sitting and looking ... clear that traveled through the caves was also, but most salvageable is look at the picture from afar and see the whole ...
Cappadocia was that ... after we went there very early to Pammukale, 24 July, where they took us to see the natural pools of lime (the itinerary said "limestone springs" and "cotton castle", but I can not attribute these words) ... after a while of photos in the "cotton castle", to see Cleopatra's pool, and walking towards the bondis half hour, we went to the hotel ...
Thus ended our sightseeing in Turkey and our participation in the CCEE 2010 Travel Group as such ... thence to Greece and start the third and final part of the journey ... 3 ½ months of free Europe, in the meantime Russia, where life remember the group again for 9 days ...
exactly four months have passed since the departure of Montevideo, on 26 March ... sensations are several, and some even contradictory ... one side feels that flew around, and would seem yesterday that he was shouting "Uruguay nomáaaa" in the Carrasco airport departure (event generated a lot of shame in those who stayed) ... but on the other hand, we look back and live and so many things that appear to have been made a life ... already long ago that initial trio Santi and Ximena ... so long ago crossed the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, and we find Bruno and Nico in the hostel of Honolulu ... makes much of my first encounter with Clari and the girls ... long ago ... and does so little of it all ... finally, one of the many things that makes this trip is unique ... Beer
destination: Efes ...
A priori did not have high expectations of what could come to offer the Turkish people, until a couple of days prior to arrival, Sole and Tincho, two friends of Tenaris (where he worked before throwing the slipper) responded by e-mail me I had a lot to expect from the most popular city in this country (normally I get to send some mails to friends and acquaintances who already traveled, to remember what they experienced and feel envy, bad ?)... it is clear that the mention of Tincho I just won me a place in the wedding on November 13, three days after my return (if the budget permits me) ... the hair to look any of Vietnamese tailored suits! My own little style ... pfff ...
Anyway ... we stayed at The Peak Hotel, in the nicest area of \u200b\u200bthe city, two blocks from a pedestrian twenty blocks long with all kinds of shops, places to eat and drink, and a tram that runs and which I hang up and you can download whenever you want ...
Istanbul is a particular city for its diversity, and especially for being a bi-continental city, a word I just invented it but I guess that applies ... lies partly in Europe and Asia, with their distinct cultures by continent ...
the outset is a very European style of buildings, and how to be managed to go, although it remains very difficult to be understood, considering that there is a fucking Turkish English-speaking ...
spent 4 days in Istanbul ... one of the destinations in which we spend more time and sure it was worth every day, even if it was only for the pedestrian walk and eat a Kumpir (more or less walk with the food culture ...).
We had our fair share of academic trips even though it was a city that already had a taste for "free", so said that was much like the European style, and Europe is already associated with the last part of trip, which is free-form excursion outside the scheme high school students in which we have been driving ... Within
rides come to know the Blue Mosque, Hagia Sophia, Grand Bazaar, a cistern from the Roman period (I think), and some things I can not remember, but neither will be as memorable as the mega fiessssta we did the penultimate night, before leaving for Cappadocia, one of the clubs of Centrito ...
Leaving the pedestrian a couple of blocks there is an area of \u200b\u200bclubs and pubs that night gets to the floor edge, with people playing live, places to eat and drink, beer jars of 0.7 l! Do not let you escape the temptation ... Efes is also the beer that is well worth downloading a liter jug \u200b\u200bBober ... Everywhere are signs of Efes, Uruguay would be like if there were no Patricia and only had Pilsen and is the band's popular ... in pubs will also hire suppliers that charge about 2 liters, with a newspaper boy that you are comfortable managing ... and for those who have the same concerns that I, not heated, has a belt of ice that hold quite well ... all designed for good beer maker ...
Anyway ... the reason for this celebration was the farewell of the group, because the next day and we parted from the group was not going to Cappadocia, and had to do a farewell to Big Brother that we have been living for more than 3 months ... The next day
We had some walks, but because of the feast we had to do on the last day, which had been a mattress wisely to regain strength, or in our case, walking lost ...
Another thing that could not miss in Istanbul ... the damn parcel ... the parcel was scheduled in this city, and as people who follow the agendas, we could not fail ... more than 20 kilos and went to Lucerne 6230, Montevideo, Uruguay ...
the last day, after finishing the recovery day trips, I went up to Galata Tower, a point from which you can see most of the city with very nice views .... I got to take some classical sunset photos, seeing the city day and night, and I peeled garlic for a hotel ... The next day we left early to Cappadocia, so we took for a few beers with Clari, Nico and Agus in the street the hotel before going to sleep for a while ... We went to Cappadocia
, from road Ankara, the Turkish capital, only to stop at the mausoleum of Ataturk, Turkey's greatest hero, and if I mistake not, first president since it was formed as a Republic (I played it with that data) ... we go out and ride ...
Cappadocia was all a controversial ... a fate that many wanted to do, but with the ghost of what was the trip to bondi there, many ended up abandoning the idea .... that, or the urge to peel for the fuck of Greece a couple of days before ... For the latter, I understand more than the first .... bondi the trip was a silk, and it was longer than the travel of others who also had to pass through before reaching Pammukale Kusadasi ... delayed the same as us or more, and lost a city that definitely worth ...
Another great ghost is the subject of ferries from Kusadasi to Samos (Greece) ... many people say to go to Cappadocia means having to eat one night in Samos, because there would ferry the day we went ... that may be, you should check in the days before because The ferries do not go every day, but that we also have Lameco, we proposed an alternative to get to Mykonos (the paradise of fuck) the day we wanted ... In short, the trip to Cappadocia was a goal, in my opinion ... obviously there's the commitment of all who went on to say that without doubt was the best trip in front of those who were not ... is the standard of the journey ...
is a city made from many volcanic eruptions, which were resulting in sandstone mountains with different colors, and those mountains were set up communities of people who lived in caves ... landscapes that are seen are amazing, divine to stay a while just sitting and looking ... clear that traveled through the caves was also, but most salvageable is look at the picture from afar and see the whole ...
Cappadocia was that ... after we went there very early to Pammukale, 24 July, where they took us to see the natural pools of lime (the itinerary said "limestone springs" and "cotton castle", but I can not attribute these words) ... after a while of photos in the "cotton castle", to see Cleopatra's pool, and walking towards the bondis half hour, we went to the hotel ...
Thus ended our sightseeing in Turkey and our participation in the CCEE 2010 Travel Group as such ... thence to Greece and start the third and final part of the journey ... 3 ½ months of free Europe, in the meantime Russia, where life remember the group again for 9 days ...
exactly four months have passed since the departure of Montevideo, on 26 March ... sensations are several, and some even contradictory ... one side feels that flew around, and would seem yesterday that he was shouting "Uruguay nomáaaa" in the Carrasco airport departure (event generated a lot of shame in those who stayed) ... but on the other hand, we look back and live and so many things that appear to have been made a life ... already long ago that initial trio Santi and Ximena ... so long ago crossed the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, and we find Bruno and Nico in the hostel of Honolulu ... makes much of my first encounter with Clari and the girls ... long ago ... and does so little of it all ... finally, one of the many things that makes this trip is unique ... Beer
destination: Efes ...
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