
We had a long day of bus travel ahead of us (3.5 hours from Istanbul to the village across the way from Cannakale, and about 4 hours on the bus touring Gallipoli). Normally I have trouble with long days in the car-sitting still that long is bad for my back. I was pretty tired from bumming around Istanbul in the rain, so I slept for much of the bus ride!
The first part of the day, driving from Istanbul to Cannakale was uneventful. The geography reminds me of the rolling hills around San Jose (mostly brown colored). Finally, we stopped over in a small village, where we were all shovelled into a large mess hall. Apparently, the busride came with a luncheon. We were all hungry, so we sat down to dine.
For lunch, we had a cold salad (artichoke & beets); chicken cooked (bland & salty), and french fries (really oily). It was okay food, nourishing but not very delectable. During lunch, another bus came and grabbed our bags. It would hold onto them until our tour of Gallipoli was over. This created mass confusion, but eventually we figured it out.

Gallipoli was a major battle, and it was the battle in which the leader Attaturk first proved himself. The Anzac’s tried to overtake the Turks, but there was a mix-up and they landed on the wrong beach. Confronted with very steep headwalls, and very little knowledge about the area-Alas, they tried their darndest. (more…)