We are on a bus again, heading back to Istanbul leaving the turkish peninsular. This morning we went snorkeling over a WWI wreck. It was deliberately sunk by the ANZACS to create a breakwater at the end of an existing jetty. The waters around the cove are still full of shrapnel and old ammunition that washes into the rocks. It creeps me out a little and saddens me to think of all the death that occurred right where we were swimming just short of 100 years ago.

So now we will return to istanbul on a bumpy bus ride. In the morning we are destined to hit Berlin and back into europe. Just hope they let me out of the country!