Iznik | Part 4 (Where I Finally Talk About the Race)

The day had arrived. Thankfully in Turkey they believe in epic breakfast buffets, and I eagerly partook. Stuffing down boiled eggs, olives, tomatoes, cheese, cucumbers and bread like nobody’s business, I fueled like a champion. Or like a rookie runner getting ready for her first race. I packed up all my stuff and waited in… Continue reading Iznik | Part 4 (Where I Finally Talk About the Race)

Iznik | Part 3 (Where I Drone On Endlessly About Details No One Cares About)

PART 1 | PART 2 Saturday morning I managed to pull everything together and get to the ferry station before the early one left at 8:15am. Unfortunately, it was already completely full. So I booked a ticket on the next one (11:30) and camped out at a coffee shop to chill. They had a drink… Continue reading Iznik | Part 3 (Where I Drone On Endlessly About Details No One Cares About)