Some of the friends we made today
It is always strange to have to leave a place (or places) you have enjoyed and made friends and to come ato a new place and wait to see what happens. We crossed east to Van, near the border with Iran and were greeted by dark clouds, patchy rain, unmade roads, police everywhere, including their armoured cars and it all looked a bit bleak. However, as is so often in Turkey, by the end of the day we could look back on a number of pleasurable meetings some of short duration, some longer. These are some chaps we met up on the top of the Rock of Van overlooking the massive Lake Van, site of ancient civilisations from over 5,000 years ago. More pictures from here later.