In looking for our next home, it must be a place that inspires stories. Our globetrotting friends have so many wonderful stories of their own, and this guest post from Jackie Stanfield shares her adventures as a single woman traveling in Cappadocia, Turkey.
As Mike wrote, everything old was new again this time he visited Greece, and our experience was so wonderful that Rhodes is currently in our top three possibilities for a new home.
He put together this awesome video of our adventures in Turkey and Greece so you can experience them along with us!
The first stop on our sailing tour of the Greek islands was actually in Turkey, at Bozuk Buku, beneath the ruins of ancient Loryma.
But first we had to find the boat.
I’d always wanted to visit Istanbul, that ancient seat of declining Roman dominance. That gateway to conquest for Persians, Turks, Muslims, and Christians alike. That historical terminus of the iconic Orient Express Railway. That fabled and vibrant modern metropolis that bridges the Bosphorus and reaches between worlds to join Asia to Europe. And here we were.
Of all the places I traveled as a kid, Greece was at once both the most memorable and the most regrettable.
Memorable because of the rugged natural beauty, fascinating culture, and contagious congeniality of the Greek people. Those recollections that live in snapshots viewed through the fog of youth grown old. Leaning into the relentless headwind as we tried and failed to make port in Mykonos. An inappropriate joke told at the oracle site in Delphi. The smile of an olive-eyed Greek girl passing by on the pier.
Regrettable because, at the time, I appreciated none of it.