“A map is the greatest of all epic poems. Its lines and colors show the realization of great dreams.” ― Gilbert H. Grosvenor
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Ayvalik –>Foça (136km)
Late start to the day,
our host wished us well on our way
A cup of water sprinkled and sprayed
Camping by the sea by the end of the day
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Foça –> Afyon (399km)
Songs and snacks as we settle in
To the rythmic roll of the land
We climb higher and higher
For a place to park our van
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Afyon –> Ordu (820km)
The coast of the Black Sea
Greeted us with a welcoming committee
She almost did not allow us to leave
Don’t park a van on the beach
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Ordu –> Batumi (382km)
Georgia just behind the border
A new unknown to befriend
We take our fill of Turkish food and water
Until we meet again
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The road went by quickly, yet without rush. 10 days unfold in Georgia, a place we’d only dreamt about getting to. The adventure continues.
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