To the interior
In the rush hour we joined commuters on one of many ferries leaving Europe to go home in Asia!!! The red case marks our seat. Note the incognito blond to the right of the case.


The ferry approaches the handsome Hydapasa station. Sadly the old steam engine (right) isn't coming with us - but the Turks must have had a bit of a love affair with steam because we found old engines lying about everywhere


Jacky starts to unpack a few things in the clean and tidy train then....

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.....we blew £9 each on a three course dinner and a bottle of wine!! We did try a couple of 'yaki' the local 'oozo' In fact that's one in Jacky's left hand!!
The train as shown here is not quite the Orient Express but its neat and clean - a 2 berth sleeper for £22 'whole pounds' is not to be sniffed at
On waking just east of Aksehir we were rolling across the Anatolian Plain. The second shot is after breakfast approaching Konya our
de
stination
The train arrives 13 hours and 500 miles later (not quick!!) in Konya in central Turkey. The guard gives Jacky a friendly
farewe
ll 'hug'.
(Below) First impressions of the arid interior (left) and the end of a lava flow with its source volcano, Mt Hasan, just visible in the distant cloud behind. This was the first clue as to how the Cappadocian forma
tions came to be.

The ferry approaches the handsome Hydapasa station. Sadly the old steam engine (right) isn't coming with us - but the Turks must have had a bit of a love affair with steam because we found old engines lying about everywhere
Jacky starts to unpack a few things in the clean and tidy train then....
___
.....we blew £9 each on a three course dinner and a bottle of wine!! We did try a couple of 'yaki' the local 'oozo' In fact that's one in Jacky's left hand!!
The train as shown here is not quite the Orient Express but its neat and clean - a 2 berth sleeper for £22 'whole pounds' is not to be sniffed at
On waking just east of Aksehir we were rolling across the Anatolian Plain. The second shot is after breakfast approaching Konya our
The train arrives 13 hours and 500 miles later (not quick!!) in Konya in central Turkey. The guard gives Jacky a friendly
(Below) First impressions of the arid interior (left) and the end of a lava flow with its source volcano, Mt Hasan, just visible in the distant cloud behind. This was the first clue as to how the Cappadocian forma

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