On the journey over the narrow water we were treated to one of our last Turkish sunrises.
Gallipoli is significant, particularly to Australians and New Zealanders as a place where thousands died during a WWI battle in 1915. It was the first time that either country fought as independent nations and is therefore a defining moment for them – the ‘ANZAC legend’. Here the Allied forces had a campaign against the Turks but due to poor command, the trips were eventually forced to withdraw after 9 months.
Nowadays the site’s battlefields are peaceful places, covered in greenery and are home to a number of commemorative sites, which have become a place of pilgrimage for Antipodeans, especially on 25 April (Anzac Day).
We visited a few of them – the ANZAC Cove
A Turkish cemetery
Then we climbed back into the bus for a mammoth 6+ hours drive back to Istanbul…my seat and I were the same shape by the end of this never-ending journey through countryside and city traffic!
|Surrounded by fields of dying sunflowers...a depressing site|
|A Turkish turkey! haha|
|Possibly my camels and ostriches at a service station!|
|Like herding cats...|
Then it started to get dark and it was time to head out for dinner. A group of us headed to a delicious place, I’d recommend visiting if you have time in Istanbul – ‘Anatolia Café’
Then I ticked off my final foodie ‘must do’ from the list and had Turkish ravioli – really yummy too…thought perhaps even more so because I really appreciated the non-lamb / kebap food style!
|Time for some raki (Turkish ouzo)|
Çanakkale ->Gallipoli -> Istanbul