The case of the partially stolen birthday cake.
September 9th 2010
Our last days in Turkey roar up on us, like a Turkish minibus driver, and we fly back to Istanbul from Cappadocia. We never really had a plan on how to get from Turkey to Croatia, and Bernard’s options came down to a 2 hour flight, or a 36 hour train ride in a second hand Turkish train, now run by the Bulgarians. Despite the close contest, the expensive air option gets the green light, so we ma
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