The
Pammukkale "Express" (left). It's really slow, but gets you
there over night in excellent comfort.
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| The
Pammukkale "Express" (left). It's really slow, but gets you
there over night in excellent comfort. |
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| On
the way there, the next morning. I slept great in my private cabin. They
did not. A charming family and friend. He's from Istanbul. Between them their lovely daughter (or maybe relative - did not get that exactly right). |
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Rose,
a lovely Turkish acquaintance on the night train to Istanbul in 2005 |
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| On
the way back to Istanbul I met Rose, who works for a foreign company,
I seem to recall, and her bright little daughter. |
