When I left Çanakkale in the morning, I saw the rest of the city I had not discovered by foot earlier. It seems the wind are very favourable… at least for me 🙂
I need some water bottles as I had no idea where to sleep at night on Bozcaada island I was been recommended.
So the journey continued towards my next goal: the old/lost city of Troy.
Until oh surprise… other cyclist doing the same. As we were all a bit fighting against the steepness and I recon they were turcs. So as I don’t speak turc, I decided to bypass them… we often meet at least twice in life
It was a bit special to enter here as it was one of the lost city and had a Greek background. BUT: we should stop a bit connecting everything from Ancient Greece to today’s Greece. It is not the same culture and language anymore… and it was not a consistency in the history. Troja might have been Ancient Greek, but is now in Turkey, where it belongs. I have met some Greek being proud of their long history. Well… I guess, we could as well say, that if that is the same Greece as in those time, they were no evolution. Sorry, nothing personal… one has to leave as well in a pragmatic today.