When traveling on a budget, it is hard to resist anything 'Free' or 'Unlimited'. My bag full of McDonalds mayonnaise sachets, hotel soaps and toothpicks is a testament to this. This may explain why, despite being completely exhausted after such a jam packed, exhilirating, incredible 24 hours in Cappadocia, we dragged ourselves to an optional dinner and show that second night. Or it could be the travel induced alcoholism. All I know is, when Tarik casually ment...

This morning, I had conquered a fear and proven wrong the theory that I would surely burn or plunge to my death if I attempted the ridiculous feat of floating in the sky in a giant balloon, a complete slave to the weather, with no parachutes or any real control. I had jumped into the basket without hesitation, with a que sera sera mantra, and after floating over some of Turkeys most stunning natural scenery for close to an hour and then safely landing...I felt on...

On our way to the Turkish capital, we get to know our guide Tarik a little better, and each other as we do the awkward ice breaker introductions over the bus PA. We've got a nice bunch of people on tour again - we've been pretty lucky with this! Tarik was born and raised in Istanbul, and knows this country and it's history inside and out. He towers over the rest of us, has a goofy grin and laughs like a big kid. He's good fun. He insists we all play 'the game o...

I am head over heels in love. Turkey is one of the most amazing places I have ever visited: a long and rich history, breathtaking scenery and the friendliest people you could hope to meet. The Turks are warm, welcoming, flirtatious, hospitable, laidback, and have a cheeky sense of humour. They truly make this country great, and one I am determined to return to. In two and a half weeks we have had some incredible experiences, memories that will last a lifetime an...

The first thing we notice crossing into Bulgaria from Serbia is the massive line of trucks. Apparently it's not unusual for the drivers to spend one full day and night waiting to cross the border, as each trailer is thoroughly searched. We breathe a sigh of relief that today is not the day for checking buses. Our first stop is Sofia. Entering the city we spot a Gypsy camp of tin shacks, a horse and cart, a small dirt smudged child trundling happily down the path...