Friday, 5 April, the last full day of the walk, was for my mom and dad. Without them I would be unable to do pretty much anything in life because, well, I probably wouldn’t be here to start with. But seriously, thanks Mom and Dad. Your restraint when your sons...
I get a lot of help from strangers who, I have to continually remind myself, consider me a stranger too. It astounds me that people here stop regularly to help, or offer help to, a foreigner who barely speaks the local language and is, get this, out WALKING in a...
This was the walk’s highest point. I reached it Friday. 7500 feet (2300 meters) above sea level. For some reason I was expecting a marching band, a big parade, and a ribbon-cutting ceremony of some sort, but all I found when I actually got there was a stiff...
Today I walked to Saray, the last little town I’ll see on the way to the border. By the way, my heavily-accented Turkish doesn’t work really well around here. "Is this the road to Saray?" comes across as "Is this the road to Syria?" and...
For more than 3 months I have been walking mostly 30’s (30 kilometers, or 19 miles, in a day). Today was the last such day. I have two days left, and they are both under 20 kilometers each. It takes me 6 hours to walk 30 kilometers. I often walk those 6 hours...
