After a long waiting and preparation period, I'm on my way as I've planned. First stop is Saroz Bay. Erikli, the Aegean coast of Kesan seemed to be a good start. But of course you can't learn everything from internet. At some point, you have to experience it. This was what happened to me when I reached to Erikli. I chose Erikli because it was written that there are many scuba diving schools here although the main center for scuba diving is Ibrice Harbor where there is no accomodation possibility and 20km to Erikli. The problem started at that point. My dear people couldn't think of opening any office for this diving schools to Erikli but only to Ibrice. The prices are also nearly the same as Kas, Antalya where diving, as people told me before, becomes like a dream. The price for the first dive which they call "discovery dive" is 100TL. So I decided to skip diving at Saroz and to continue to Gelibolu. Tomorrow I'm leaving this small unorganized town.
Erikli is a small town full of local turists. Small, standart restaurants, family tea gardens (where there is no alcohol), children play grounds and a small holiday type fun fair. You can rent bicycles to see around. It has a long and nice beach and the sea is clear. Yet I didn't feel like staying or living here long and the place gave me the feeling to move on.
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I don't remember if I've written the real reason of this trip before. My hometown is Izmit, Kocaeli. A beautiful bay one hour away from Istanbul. It really has a very green environment and one of the highest mountains of the region. My high school days were fun but afterwards, I lost my contact with the city and its people. The big Golcuk earthquake has a great effect on this as most of the local people of Izmit left the city after it. Because they lost their loving ones or homes or just didn't want to remember that horrible moment every day. It is ironic but Izmit is also a very important indusrial location of Turkiye. There are lots of manifacturing plants around the city. When the locals left the city, factory workers replaced them. They came from all over Turkiye with their own traditions but not mine. And I started university at Istanbul. Everything was great. I was in love with Istanbul. It was the place I wanted to live. And I lived there for 15 years. But living in Istanbul is not easy. It is a very big and caotic city with lots of competition and traffic. When things started going down and after a nine months of unemployment, I started working at my home town Izmit as it was a good and the only choice I'd got. I was happy with what I was doing and so did the boss. But then, he decided not to pay our salaries. I waited 6 months and decided to quit as I didn't want to be used as a slave any more. After my resignation and treats, they payed my whole salary at two parts within one month. I had money and time at the same time, for the first time in my life. I decided to do something special that I always wanted to do and I went to South America, also learned Spanish.
I stayed and travelled South America for 9 months and came back just nearly two months ago. There was a cristal clear thought in my mind during my return; I won't live in Istanbul or in Izmit, I'll find my own home. I want piece, nature and to be able to do my own business. There is also another reason of this trip which I have noticed while I was in South America. I haven't seen my own country with my own eyes. I don't know many things about it, only knowledge picked up here and there. But I know Argentina, Peru, Bolivia as I have travelled them. This made me ashamed of myself. So I decided to plan this trip and here we are.
Tomorrow is another moving day. Gelibolu, the legendary battle field of World War I where there died thousands of Turkish, Australian, New Zealander and British troops is the next stop.
See you...
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