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Oh Ive been a very bad daily blogger! Very very bad. Here is the low down on our final leg in Turkey and saying goodbye to this amazing country. For me this means saying goodbye for at a full5 years for overstaying my visa. Read more about how I become one of THOSE dodgy Africans below.
10 July 2012
We were all set to leave Malatya and the lovely home of Ercan when we discovered that his new couch surfers, serendipitously had been set from the Universe to school us a little. Sarajoy has a crowd funding platform of her own and Ammon has experience with toilet projects. The boys have said alot about how amazing it was to brainstorm with them over breakfast and how they pushed us to realise we could do so much more. High Five Universe!
We left late and did about 50kms. It was getting dark when I mentioned to the boys that I would like a hot meal. We stopped at a shop instead to buy some bread but got invited to join in on a braai by the shop owners.

It was already dark with a beautiful starry sky when a truck stopped and three young guys got out to chat to us. They were on their way back to Elazig and offered us some chai from their jug. They set off and we started cycling again. About an hour later we were looking for a spot to camp and, having few options available, decided to sleep next to the road. As we were setting up camp our trucker friend, Ikram, found us again armed with honey melons and, oddly, a red velvet cushion with the words ‘Seni Seviyorum’ or I Love You printed on them. This was a little gift for me. I needed a pillow ever since my globetrotter travel pillow exploded in the first week of the tour, and lets face it everyone needs a little love. So I was very pleased.

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