Lonely Planet suggested that Amasya is one of the prettiest towns in Turkey. Set in a mountain valley with a river running down the middle, I couldn't agree more. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves when I eventually post them. Once again the weather was perfect and it hadn't snowed here at all which was good because I had a lot of walking to do.
It was a strange town. Mostly because it was one of the more modern towns I had come across, it almost had a cosmopolitan feel to it. But then there would be a horse and cart parked in the street. Most people spoke some English. They would come up to me (blond hair = foreigner), especially children and say hello, welcome, what is your name? where are you from? but that would be it as if that was as far as their grasp on the English language would go. This was excellent but as the conservation wasn't going to go any further (my Turkish matches their English) it made for a weird silence until one of us went on our way. I did however manage to book a bus ticket in just Turkish. Whether this was a great achievement on my part with my pronunciation or on theirs by understanding my gibberish I'll never know. Either way I got a ticket to where I was going and I spent most of the afternoon in the booking office drinking theır tea and watching Arsenal v Blackburn on TV.
Next I'mf of to Trabzon on the Black Sea coast.
Cheers,
schuey.
It was a strange town. Mostly because it was one of the more modern towns I had come across, it almost had a cosmopolitan feel to it. But then there would be a horse and cart parked in the street. Most people spoke some English. They would come up to me (blond hair = foreigner), especially children and say hello, welcome, what is your name? where are you from? but that would be it as if that was as far as their grasp on the English language would go. This was excellent but as the conservation wasn't going to go any further (my Turkish matches their English) it made for a weird silence until one of us went on our way. I did however manage to book a bus ticket in just Turkish. Whether this was a great achievement on my part with my pronunciation or on theirs by understanding my gibberish I'll never know. Either way I got a ticket to where I was going and I spent most of the afternoon in the booking office drinking theır tea and watching Arsenal v Blackburn on TV.
Next I'mf of to Trabzon on the Black Sea coast.
Cheers,
schuey.
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