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DAY 14: Karacabey (Turkey)

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It has already been two weeks since I left Istanbul. Although the distance I’ve covered is minimal, I have plenty of time left, so I intend to move forward without any rush or panic. High costs for dining out and accommodation are simply unavoidable. "If you travel with a 'Japanese' mindset, you won't be able to enjoy the experience." This is something I learned during my trip to Spain and Portugal two years ago. Traveling in a way that mirrors the lives of the locals—that is what’s important. Bringing a Japanese perspective along on your travels often leads to nothing but complaints and dissatisfaction. A day off in Karacabey. I woke up at 4:30 AM. Perhaps because I’ve been consuming too much caffeine—from all the *çay* (tea) and coffee—my sleep has been quite shallow. I had a dream that I was standing at the front of a classroom again. Dreams about school almost always involve some kind of trouble or unexpected incident! (Haha.) Today, I plan to find a park with...

DAY 13: Gölkiyi – Karacabey (Turkey)

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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—...

DAY 12: Gorukle – Karacabey (Turkey)

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Woke up at 4:30 AM. Planned to cover the approximately 30-kilometer stretch from Gürikre to Karacabey. The weather is mostly cloudy, with rain expected starting tonight. Temperatures range from 11°C to 15°C. From here on, until reaching Bandırma, there is a stretch with no accommodation—or rather, only hotels that exceed my budget. Tonight, I plan to camp—my first time setting up a tent in Turkey. Started at 7:40 AM. I am incredibly happy and grateful that it isn’t raining. The D200 highway remains a stressful route, but that’s to be expected when traveling through densely populated areas. Once I cleared the city of Bursa, the traffic finally began to thin out. However, that also meant fewer towns, with little more than the occasional gas station along the road. Today, I didn’t come across any supermarkets like A101 or BIM along the highway. I only stopped once for a quick break, remaining standing the whole time. My only shopping stop was at a gas station two kilometers before the cam...

DAY 11: Bursa – Gorukle (Turkey)

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I woke up at 5:00 AM, only to find the power out. It was restored around 6:30 AM. The rain is coming down hard. It seems there was a live music performance at the bar next door last night, running from 9:00 PM until around midnight. The volume was quite high, but I was able to enjoy the live music even while I slept. Breakfast at 8:00 AM. The menu is almost the same as yesterday’s. Through news on TV and the internet, I learned about the flooding that hit the Istanbul area yesterday. Here is a summary: Severe thunderstorms, centered around Istanbul, caused widespread flooding and landslides. Impact: 1,277 instances of flooding and 15 landslides. A 14-year-old boy suffered an electric shock. Approximately 800 homes, 280 businesses, and 76 vehicles were damaged. 47 people were left stranded, and traffic was nearly paralyzed (at about 90% congestion). Roads collapsed, and a retaining wall at a school gave way. Rainfall: Up to approximately 194mm (in Beykoz-Ömerli). Some areas saw about 10...

Day 10: Bursa, Turkey

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A day off in Bursa. Even on days when I’m not running, I wake up early. Up at 5:30 AM. It’s raining, so I think I’ll just take it easy at the hotel. Thanks to digital tools like the internet, I don't get bored, but it makes me wonder—how did people spend their days off while traveling in the analog era? I have just one week left of being 65 years old. I am filled with gratitude and emotion that I’m able to continue this journey. 8:00 AM: Hotel breakfast. It’s much the same at every hotel, but this seems to be a standard Turkish breakfast. Çay (Turkish tea), bread (including *simit*), several types of cheese, ham, pickled olives, cream cheese, honey, butter, a Nutella-like spread, mandarin oranges, tomatoes, cucumbers, plus an omelet and french fries. It might look like a small portion, but it’s actually quite a lot. I only had two slices of bread. After breakfast, I took a walk around the city. I was in the western part of Bursa, not really a tourist area. I walked to a nearby supe...

Day 9: Gemlik to Bursa (Turkey)

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Day 9: Cloudy skies. It looks like it rained overnight, and the forecast calls for more rain this afternoon. Temperatures are ranging from 14°C to 21°C. I set off at 7:15 AM, right after breakfast, and immediately got onto the D575 highway. The fenced sidewalk suddenly ended, forcing me to unload my gear and carry the buggy over the gap. You can't always rely on sidewalks in Turkey; even if you get onto one, it often turns out to be a dead end. It took about three hours to reach a mountain pass at an elevation of around 300 meters. It was quite a long haul. Although the 7% gradient was steady, a long, drawn-out uphill climb takes a psychological toll. With about 10 kilometers left to go, I turned off the D575 onto a back road. I stopped at a BIM store along the way to pick up a few things. There’s almost always a cat hanging around the entrance of these supermarkets. It was a pleasant road that wound through orchards. It was a relief that there was hardly any car traffic. Afterward...