We got up very very early.
There were more dramas with FEZ as we got a new bus and there were people on our bus that werent even booked with Fanatics - we even had one kiwi with us.
Poor fella
we ended up calling him Token
(as in Token Kiwi) most of the time and he was great fun!
Needless to say Ledge was quite pissed as he had no idea about
it until we went to get on the bus.
As we were driving through Istanbul the luggage compartment doors
flew open and were sticking out like wings.
Despite us yelling the driver kept going and we are so lucky that
we didnt take out any cars on the way by as they were so
close.
The scenery in the county was so different but it was great to
the see the ocean again even if it was far too cold to swim in
it!
As we were driving along the highway the luggage
doors flew open again and this time bags came out.
The driver took a while to stop again and then had to go back
and get the bags.
They were ripped and torn and lucky mine wasnt one of them.
Another good thing was that my bag didnt fall out and it
was small enough to fit up in the bus so it rode with me for the
rest of the trip!
We eventually got to Eceabat which was our destination.
We drove past the Vegemite Bar to the RSL.
There was also a massive Turkish flag painted
on the hill in bright red.
It was a great sight - not real sure what it is for though!
We had lunch at the Eceabat RSL which was quite good.
Chips and sausages and salad and chicken.
We then got back in the bus to go out to the Peninsula.
We drove past a nice flat area of beach which was where our boys were supposed to land.
Then the bus stopped at ANZAC Cove.
It was a really strange feeling being there and there were a few tears.
I ran in to Bob and Jenny, Lee and Laura, and
Karen and Jason that day.
They were just wandering around like I was.
Jo from our group climbed down the big cliffs and picked up a
bag of rocks from ANZAC Cove.
She gave us all a few each so I have them at home.
The cemeteries were so sad, the soldiers so young.
The inscriptions on the graves were sad to
read.
Despite the number of people it was really quiet.
We went to the museum which was very interesting.
It was only small but there were letters from soldiers to their
families.
There were the photos of three brothers who all died together.
There were old guns and artillery and there was also a shoe with
the foot bone still in it!
We went back to the RSL and had dinner.
It was exactly what we had for lunch and stone cold.
I didnt eat the chicken.
It just seemed too dodgy and potentially salmonella filled for
me!
More dry bread for me!