First let me say that the night bus from Istanbul to Cappadocia was the worst one I’ve been on in 20+ months of travel. The bus itself was quite nice but every travelers nightmare came true, it’s true…
When on a long overnight, the largest fear involves a crying baby and having eaten a rotten kebab, sadly both happened. I will spare you details of the latter but when it comes to the former… Imagine a crying baby on a bus and parents that think the baby will “sort itself out”. From the smells permeating around my nostril region, I’m assuming the kid was screaming “change me guys, change me already!”
Add the fact that the baby is right behind you, basically projecting its incessant whining directly into your dome piece. Then when the baby finally stops, you try and put your chair back. You’re immediately told by the guy working the bus that you can’t because the baby is sleeping, I doubt that baby even paid for a ticket.
Suffice to say I didn’t sleep and am exhausted. All that aside, Cappadocia is stunning and the hotel we checked into which is part cave, part cool is quite awesome.
Oh yeah, there was some mini protest or something at the bus station, also the bus station in Istanbul is the largest I’ve seen, hundreds of buses, behemoth. If you go, I recommend you try the 1 lira massage chair, seriously.
Finally, when you’re in Cappadocia, you have that “we’re really far from home” feel, this place is unlike anything I’ve ever seen in my travels.
More to come from this magical place.