I decided to take a bus to Istanbul because I knew it would be a volcano-proof plan, I wouldn't have to stay awake watching my luggage like on a train, and I simply wanted a sense of the geography and distance I'm traveling.
My daughter asked, "Does it get to count as a country you've visited, if you just ride through it?" I thought yes. I told her, "well I count Poland and all I did was go through the Warsaw airport."
"That soooo does not count!" she insisted. What's your standard, gentle reader, for saying, "yes, I visited that country?" I figure if you breathed their air, you visited it.
This morning, I"m boarding a bus at 9 a.m. for a 27-hour bus ride to Sofia, Bulgaria. It's a little wierd to be looking forward to a 27-hour bus ride, but hey, that's me. The route covered is fascinating.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
I've Got a Ticket to Ride
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American people,
Bulgaria,
daughter #2,
transition,
travel history,
vagabonding
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3 comments:
Have a safe road trip Karen! Can't wait to read about your time in Istanbul. Hope to see you again in a few. :)
LoL good question!
I'm with your daughter. My main mode of travel has been by plane, and I don't count stopovers/plane exchanges at airports as having visited a particular country: only if I step out into the "real world" beyond the airport do I consider myself visting the place. This way I'd have *really* breathed their air (as opposed to canned filtered recycled air within the airport building!)
Best of luck to you Karen in Istanbul. I hope that all of your paperwork goes smoothly this time.
And good luck with the bus. I don't know if I could do 27 hours.
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