Manastır - Ohrid yolu tek kelimeyle muhteşem. Durup durup fotoğraf çekmek istedim.
Yolun başından sonuna kadar motorsiklette olmaktan büyük keyif aldım.
Ohrid girişinde hemen selam veren ve Türkçe konuşan insanlar oldu. Konuşmaların geneli şu:
-Nereden geliyorsun?
-Bizim İstanbulda çok tanıdık var?
-Bu motor kaç santimetre küplük?
Bu soru soranlar gibi bisikletine binmiş yanıma gelen otel simsarları oldu. İyi niyetli oldukları yüzlerinden ve konuşmalarından anlaşılıyor. Kalacak yere ihtiyacım olup olmadığını sorup "var" dediğimde ısrarsız ayrılıyorlar.
Odama yerleşip kendime bir hazır çorba ve çay yaptım. Manastırın tarihi çağrışımları, doğanın güzelliği derken yemek yemeyi aksatmışım.
Otel sahibi hanım çantalarımı boşaltırken , bir Türk Kahvesi yapayım içer misin dedi. İlaç gibi geldi.
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Monastir-Ohrid road is amazing. I frequently wanted to stop and take pictures. Enjoyed driving in this road from the start to the finish.
There were couple of Turkish speakers in Ohrid. Conversations with them went like this:
-Where are you coming from?
-We got a lot of relatives in Istanbul.
-How many cm^3 is this motorcycle?
There were other hotel brokers who came up to me on the bicycles and asked if i had a place to stay. They didn't insist when i turned them down.
Settled in my room and had tea and quick soup. I had forgotten about eating between all the historical flashbacks of Monastir and the beauty of nature.
While the hotels owner unpacking my bags, she asked if i wanted a Turkish coffee. Just what i needed.
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Monastir-Ohrid road is amazing. I frequently wanted to stop and take pictures. Enjoyed driving in this road from the start to the finish.
There were couple of Turkish speakers in Ohrid. Conversations with them went like this:
-Where are you coming from?
-We got a lot of relatives in Istanbul.
-How many cm^3 is this motorcycle?
There were other hotel brokers who came up to me on the bicycles and asked if i had a place to stay. They didn't insist when i turned them down.
Settled in my room and had tea and quick soup. I had forgotten about eating between all the historical flashbacks of Monastir and the beauty of nature.
While the hotels owner unpacking my bags, she asked if i wanted a Turkish coffee. Just what i needed.
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