DAY 21: I’m A Loser, Baby
I awoke in the midst of the insanity that is Istanbul's central bus station, Esenler Otogarı. I quickly gathered my things and got off the bus. I had to get…
DAY 20: The Hellenic Republic
If things had gone to plan, I'd be well on my way to Silifke on the south cost of Turkey by now, ready to take the ferry over to Cyprus…
DAY 19: Doesn’t Mean You Have To Like It
My alarm went off at 5am.I turned it off. I had paid 70 bastard euros for this room, for €17.50 an hour I expect at least a tummy rub. The…