DAY 13: Gölkiyi – Karacabey (Turkey)
Woke up at 6:00 AM at the campsite in Gölkiyi. It was so cold that I had to get up twice during the night to use the restroom. It was too freezing yesterday to even take a shower—I didn’t want to risk catching a cold. Although I spent nearly 12 hours in my sleeping bag—my first time camping in a tent for a while—I kept having strange dreams and couldn't get a good night's sleep. Once it got light out, I started packing up. After breakfast, I discovered a flat tire on the rear-right wheel of my buggy and set about fixing it. A piece of wire from the tire casing had punctured it in two places. I set off just before 9:00 AM. The campsite owner treated me to some *çay* (Turkish tea) at the café. A police officer, a friend of the owner, was there too. The journey along the D200 started off pleasantly, but the road eventually turned into an off-road track, and it began to rain. A spoke broke—again, on the left side. What started as a packed dirt path gradually turned into a quagmire—...