Another longish riding day. Left quiet Plovdiv and quickly into the countryside to the mountains. Pleasant sweeping ride over the cool Makaza Pass. Stopped for coffee at a busy crossroads in a town and Ian acted as our waiter. It was a steady ride to the Greek border and a relatively easy crossing. The roads on the other side were like wonderful highways and swept us down to the coast. Coming to a busy seaside resort, Alexandropolous, we were led to a restaurant by the sea. Quiet as, and the BEST food. So fresh. Yummy grilled calamari and freshly fried baby octopus and calamari. Loved the tempura-like zucchini. Then hour or so to Turkish Border where we all had to behave ourselves. Damn Hot and we snuck up the queue...tolerated by some and not by others in their air-conditioned cars! There were 4 official booths altogether so this crossing took about 2 hours. However, the queue on the other side, to leave Turkey, was comically long. I guess near to 2 kilometres. Lord knows how long they would take to get through. However, after a stop at a service station to cool down, we eventually were riding into the Gallipoli Peninsula. It was quite industrial at first, but soon the agriculture re-appeared and we wended our way to a small village on the edge of the sacred park. The Gallipoli Houses are run by an enterprising family, made of stone and just delightful. We all enjoyed quiet drinks in the cosy nook area and then a delicious home-cooked meal. Early rise tomorrow for those of us who want to go to Anzac Cove.
Ps. I have no idea why the photos do not post in order. I am happy that they at least go through k xx
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