
Eyeing it sideways I take a mouth-full...it's fizzy! Like, not just a little fizzy but incredibly fizzy! It's a shame the owners are right there watching me because I really want to hold it to my ear, I'm sure I will be able to hear it :) I get a few spoonfuls down but just the thought of it is turning my stomach. Finishing the rest of the meal I sit back and start to feel strange once again. One more glance at the yoghurt is all it takes and I'm straight back to bed curled up in a ball :(
Again feeling better on waking I'm not sure whether to give myself the day off or whether to continue on. Checking the clock it's 11am and I decide to make a move. Worst case scenario I pitch my tent 2kms down the road...
A definite improvement on yesterday, I manage to make the 7kms to the Soganli Valley turnoff in one hit. Not being sure what Soganli is, and it being 4kms away I give it a miss. Without a guidebook it's a bit hard to tell what's worth the effort and what's not, but anything less than the Taj Mahal wouldn't get this pilgrim to walk an extra 8kms for a look... ;)
Stopping for a quick rest I resist the temptation of falling asleep...the first time in the last few days I have :) Making good time over the next 10kms to Yesilhisar It's time to see if my stomach can handle a real meal.
Finding a restaurant I order a bowl of meat stew, a plate of rice and a salad, then hesitantly start to eat. All goes well with the only problem being I still can't quench my thirst. I have been drinking heaps of water all day and just had an ayran and a Pepsi (great combination on a dodgy stomach I know) but am still super thirsty.
Letting my stomach rest for a bit I decide to go shopping for some pants. I started this pilgrimage with two pairs, one pair died three weeks ago and the pair I am wearing now died two weeks ago, I just keep forgetting to buy some new ones :) But today's the day!

Feeling pretty smick in my new pants I set of for the turnoff to Yahyali, the point which will give me 30kms for the day. Passing a little store I can't resist one more fizzy drink, with my belly sloshing I hit the road.
Reaching the turnoff around 20:15 I only have to walk another kilometer before finding a perfect little orchard to camp in. As I start setting up I hear a shepherd calling to his sheep in the paddock next door. Keeping my torch and stick handy I realize that it's been four days since I was attacked by a dog, must be getting close to a record for Turkey!
1 comment:
Capadochia seems to be great to see, reading your posts and seeing the photos. And you, walking it after walking the previous miles from Canterbury, you are quite a spectacular guy yourself. I'm amazed, realy...
Take good care of your stomach and beware of dogs! :)
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