We are 'not' in Istanbul, and I am only hearing about the trouble there from folks in Canada. In fact this is such whole world appart from what we experienc ed just a few days ago. Last night we camped in the mountains - low ranging yet some snow still holtding out a few hundred feet above us. Some of us took a late afternoon walk upward toward the summit though noone expected to get there. Rolling landscape, sheppards in the fields with their sheep, a women in traditional country dress, walking along a dirt path followed by her 4 cows...
Supper at the campsite and then the storm. The wind rolled in as a warning to reinforce our tents before the rain. Darkness came with the rain. Large sheets of lightning lit up the sky as we ducked into our tents.
Gertie, my tent mate and I were just bundling into bed when the wind picked up, pushing the rain hard against our tent and into the door. Some things got wet but not as bad as for Jill who we found under the roof of her tent - the tent had completely collapsed. She was fine just cold for the rest of it.
Of course this morning I had breakfast duty, and without a watch I jumped up a few times to make sure I wasn't late. I found a brilliant stary night the first time, a gentle morning haze the second. We travel the long road today up and down a magnificant gorge and pass through the maintains, now stopping at a mountain Inn for the night.
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