At some point, according to my inner compass it must still be deep night, I dare to take a look through the window. Sure enough, dawn is spreading on the eastern horizon. But it's just way too early to get up. However, in the back of my mind there is a nasty little devil who reminds me that we have a long stage ahead of us today...
The Hippie Trail – Istanbul, City of Dreams
We have fond memories of the route from Kavala to Istanbul. Just the names of the places we will pass cause a Pavlovian reflex. Our mouths are literally watering with anticipation. We expect, as the saying goes, of course... ... a real déjà vu. It's a wonderful route, sometimes on...