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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Land of cloudy peaks and trains sky high, Norway]]></title>
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[23.7.2008 My room in my place. 1 km from Vandrarheim<br /><br />I got my own flat after trying to fight with the owner of my hostel about the possibility to use the Hostel's address as my home address and I would've lived in a tent somewhere nearby. Just to try out. He didn't like it and I was forced to go to a flat. Sounds like a marxist nightmare. But after my trip to mountains for 4 days and visit to Viking village I have changed my mind and noticed that it's really nice thing to have a flat. I mean, mostly for the stuff to be kept there in safety and also for the social life and easiness of making food etc. But still... Living with only the very basics for a longer period of time would be a good lesson... maybe in the future. I've started to get to know people from my small town of Voss and also from surroundings.<br /><br />Interesting meetings: I met on the mountains a norwegian guy who said that he hoped that the living standard and money income in Norway would get lower. He mentioned being worried about the impact of all the money to the Norwegians.<br /><br />Change in stereotypes: Norwegians aren't as big and tall as I imagined =P<br /><br /><br />1.7.2008 Lobby of my new workplace, Voss vandrarheim.<br /><br />Okay, I admit my story about Oslo was quite short but I was there only for a short time. My impression of the city was that the people were quite open and ready to have a conversation with foreigners. The habitance was quite international and style was quite appreciated in the street picture. Style was quite scandinavian. The city is quite nice with it's monuments and gardens in the middle of the city making it an open place. The architecture was quite homogenous which was nice. The style of architecture was again scandinavian with it's decorated quite massive front faces each of which a bit different stony and natural colour.<br /><br />What has happened in between Oslo and my writing here in Voss? I took train from Oslo towards Bergen. Voss is situated around 1,5 hours from Bergen on the way to Bergen. I was lucky since this train route is quite famous in Norway: the railway goes over a high plateau on the mountains which makes it the highest railroad in Norway. I was definitely surprised by the scenery. The train goes through small villages that look like Pieksänmäki (small vivid coloured wooden houses with a slight melancholic touch). When on the plateau a totally different view opens up. The railway runs through landscapes with steep cliffs covered with snow and melting water with powerful rivers running through them forming waterfalls here and there. The horizont is edged with the rather young mountains of Norway.<br /><br /><img src="https://vuodatus-media-3.vuodatus.net/g/34423/1693458.jpg" alt="1693458.jpg" /><br />A picture from the lake in front of my hostel. The water is as cold as a water coming from the mountains can be.<br /><br />It seems that sometimes the water just comes from the top of the mountain even though there is no snow on top of it. I've tried to ask how it's possible but I haven't yet had a satisfactory respond. eeeh???<br /><br />The last week I've been working and learning intensively. It's a shame since there was Extremesportsveko 2008 that week. It's a quite famous gathering of all kinds of extreme sports and adrenaline addicts with tryout possibilities for newbies also. The week consists of more or less serious competitions, tryouts, spectators, shows and parties. bBase jumping, skydiving, paragliding, rafting, kayak, climbing, and mountainbiking are the main areas.<br /><br /><img src="https://vuodatus-media-3.vuodatus.net/g/34423/1693536.jpg" alt="1693536.jpg" /><br />Bir air competition. They did the same with a helicopter in the gap.....<br /><br />I met some cool people like Line (Nor), Lina (Nor) and Dan (Aus). With Dan we went to run on top of a mountain and ended up crossing one current by swimming and jumping from a bridge =).<br /><br />Next week I'm planning of attending a rafting guide school..<br /><br /><br />21.6.2008 I'm writing from the lobby of my new workplace, Voss vandrarheim -hostel<br /><br />Oslo was nice. After missing the plane by one day and paying 160€ extra... Way to go Joonas!<br />]]></summary>
    <published>2008-06-21T22:58:00+03:00</published>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[A Dolmus trip 18.5.2008]]></title>
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[I was on my way to Odtu (Middle East Technical University) campus with a haste and after running from the computer labs to the last Dolmus I managed to hop in. I wanted to write this trip down...<br /><br />First of all the Dolmus stayed for a while waiting for more passengers in the calm evening. I asked some directions from the driver. After a while the driver started talking with two of the passengers and he told a joke about a German guy marrying a turkish girl. The trip started.<br /><br />While driving out from bilkent the driver was talking with the us and reminded to get our ID's from the gate while honking his horn. At the next stop he was calculating guys who came in and instructing some other guy how to get to a place he wanted to go. Quite straight after the stop there was a guy walking next to the road and the driver slowed down the dolmus and was inviting (yelling) to the guy to come in to dolmus, the guy said something that he's going to a hospital nearby but the driver was insisting and said that he'll take him there and so the guy hopped in. Now the dolmus was full of young guys and the dolmus driver was rolling his yellow old dolmus with a quite a speed. At the hospital the guy hopped out and another guy asked from the driver if the dolmus goes to his destination. It didn't so the driver instructed him to take a bus and the dolmus carried on and made a U turn in the yard in order to get back to road. While passign the guy at the stop again he slowed down and yelled to the guy that there was no more buses and that he would need to turn back up etc etc. One guy from Hacettepe started a small talk with me and was interested where I came from. After a while I fell half asleep and the driver woke me up at Odtu.<br /><br />Now think about a finnish bus driver and a finnish bus. =)  Interesting differences =)<br />]]></summary>
    <published>2008-05-18T00:46:00+03:00</published>
    <updated>2019-09-29T10:31:11+03:00</updated>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Last thoughts and preparing for last trips]]></title>
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<div style="text-align:justify;">I was struck by a taisteluväsymys while writing these blogs. Life has already turned into a normal way of life and the streets of Ankara start to feel my own. All the stupid kids, dirty alleys, beggars, modern -out-of-this-world-office-buildings- and working traffic system are all already a daily life. Now when the time to go is closing up I start to feel again like travelling and seeing more places... Izmir and Alacati, Kars and mount Ararat, Istanbul... These would be names in my mind at the moment.<br /><br />In the meantime I've been silent there has been of course loads of happening from travelling to roaming the streets and nights of Ankara. I've also gained the 4th place in interuniversity orienteering competitions and had "most sympathic player" -award from the same races.. Normally they give these prices to the most pathetic players... Anyway, this weekend I'm attending a 2 km orienteering race in Ulus (sometimes even feared old part of Ankara). There's some stuff about the area already in the block.<br /></div>]]></summary>
    <published>2008-05-16T10:37:00+03:00</published>
    <updated>2019-09-29T10:31:14+03:00</updated>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[The turkish hospitality and way of life, 2nd greatest Roman city and the last salvage of St. Mary: Ýzmir, Ephesos, Maryamana and alacatý.]]></title>
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[New and old friends in the windless always windy bay and surroundings. Next week!]]></summary>
    <published>2007-10-08T12:06:00+03:00</published>
    <updated>2019-09-29T10:31:17+03:00</updated>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[The mixture of continents, religion and chaos: Ýstanbul]]></title>
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>Taking part into a prayer in the blue mosque during prayer time, seeing sultans palace, and getting to know istanbul while seeing old friends.</strong> </em></p>
<p align="left">Added 7.11.2007, Bilkent, Computer lab</p>
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<p align="center">You can Find everything from Ýstanbul. This cutie was found around the bay of Aegean sea in Ýstanbul. Ýt was behind a pittoresque fish selling small street with tables and chairs suitable for midgets. But my friends told that the fish and food was really good there. <em>22.10.2007, Somewhere in the small streets of the bay of Ýstanbul.</em></p>
<p align="center"><font color="#003300">Ýstanbulissa on kaikkea: Tallainen löyty pienilta kujilta sataman lahelta kalakojujen ja -'ravintoloiden' takaa. Mut ruoka siella kuulemma todella hyvaa! <em>22.10.2007, Jossain Ýstanbulin sataman kujien laheisyydessa.</em></font></p>
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<p align="center">HAA, as a sharp-eyed reader can notice it's our friend from Antalya: Antonio! The day we were tavelling around Ýstanbul trying to find a non-touristic Hamam with my turkish. We used nearly all the transportation methods Ýstanbul has and we managed to cover a big area in Ýstanbul. Ýn the evening the ferries over the bay were an experience. Sitting in a cool and fresh, transparent air on the deck with the ligths of Ýstanbul and the lights of the bridge between two continents surrounding you. And a trip with this luxury costs only 1-2 YTL (under a euro). And it's a normal transportation method! BTW, that day Ý got strange virus... Ýt started in the morning from the stomache and travelled on towards the head. But small details shouldn't affect the trip! And at least Ý finally learnt how to use the 'a la Turca' Turkish toilet.. <em>24.10.2007, Travelling around Ýstanbul.</em></p>
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<p>Added 8.19.2007, Bilkent, Computer lab.</p>
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<p align="center">Normal view in Ýstanbul. Saturday morning we arrived to Ýstanbul. You need a cab? (or maybe walk)</p>
<p align="center"><font color="#006600">Lauantai aamuna saavuttiin Ýstanbuliin isolla porukalla. Ensimmainen nakyma laivamatkan jalkeen. Ýstanbulissa voi liikkua ratikalla, bussilla, laivalla, taksilla tai metrolla.<em> 22.10.2007, Harbour of Ýstanbul.</em></font></p>
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<p align="center">One of the Sultan's ceremonial swords in Topkapý palace. Huge place with Harem's, jewellery and even the hand and the skull of St. John the Baptist. 22.10.2007, Topkapý palace.</p>
<p align="center"><font color="#006600">Yksi eraan sulttaanin seremonia miekoista Topkapý palatsissa, Ýstanbulissa. Se oli kunnollinen tarujen palatsi Haaremineen ja rikkauksineen. Jopa Pyha John the Baptist:in (Taisi olla yksi Jeesuksen lahikavereista, en muista) kullattu kasi ja paakallo loytyývat kalleuksien joukosta. </font><font color="#666600"><em>22.10.2007, Topkapý palace</em>.</font></p>
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<p align="center">Blue mosque and surprising meeting with friends behind (Didn't know they were there..=)). After that -me and Sam - we accidentally went in to the mosque past the guards during prayer time. Ýnside an old man (Ýmam?) was sitting on a throne like chair telling something intensively to the public. Ý had the image of a speaker in the war movies but in the waving light of the religious chandelliers that nearly swept the Arabian-looking washed reddish carpets. The chandellier-like electric lights were hanging from the blueish decorated roof by long thin and black wires.<em> 22.10.2007, Ýn front of Blue Mosque.</em> </p>
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    <published>2007-10-08T12:02:00+03:00</published>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[The trip to the underworld of ancient stories: Cappadoccia]]></title>
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[Mountain biking, Turkish night and rolling around with huge orange jeep. Coming soon.]]></summary>
    <published>2007-10-08T11:51:00+03:00</published>
    <updated>2019-09-29T10:31:22+03:00</updated>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Bilkent Universitesi and what is it??]]></title>
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p> </p>  <p>Added 5. February 2008</p>  <p>Private University Bilkent is one of the top three ranking Universities in Turkey. It is famous all over turkey. Bilkent owns (or is owned by a man who owns) also numerous industrial branches - including stuff related to defense/military industry. It is rather new University that has risen to fight for the title of 1st University of Turkey with one of its worst competitors ODTU - Orta Doðu Teknik Universitesi (METU - Middle East Technical University) that in fact is the neighbouring university. Bilkent was founded by Ihsan Doðramacý. At the moment Bilkent is thriving well and in the campus area new University buildings are rising.</p>  <p>Bilkent students comprise of three different groups - the ones who get in by paying the annual fee (for 2007-2008 around 12 000 USD), the ones who get a stipend for their talents and the ones who have been in Bilkent private hich school and they get a place straight to Bilkent. This is what I've heard from the students. It seems that many of the students coming in by payments by their parents are more into the Management and economics side and not so much in the Natural sciences side.</p>  <p>In the differences of the backgrounds of these different groups can be seen relations to the things I've heard on Campus. Some of the exchange students tell that they have never seen such laziness ever before as they have seen in Bilkent in the Management and Economics side and that there has been times when the whole family of the student have come to ask for the teacher to let the student pass the course. But there has been also good comments about ambitious ppl in these branches and the reputation of the economics side in Turku University seems to be quite good. On the other hand my experiences from the physics and Computer sciences are mostly of hard working students who don't have time to anything else than studies and for them the quote from Bilkent web site ''<font size="1">Social events and campus activities are as much a part of college life as academics. </font>'' seems to be mostly a joke.</p><p></p><img src="https://vuodatus-media-3.vuodatus.net/g/34423/1561057.jpg" alt="1561057.jpg" /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Physics faculty, main entrance</span><br /><p>carrying on later</p>  <p> </p>  <p>  Marble, cars and a bubble inside Turkey. And the coolest Gym ever. Coming up </p>]]></summary>
    <published>2007-09-21T10:19:00+03:00</published>
    <updated>2019-09-29T10:31:25+03:00</updated>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[Happenings in Pictures and thoughts...]]></title>
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    <published>2007-09-21T10:19:00+03:00</published>
    <updated>2013-07-24T03:30:08+03:00</updated>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[The Rich Food Culture In Turkey...]]></title>
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[Added 25.9.2007, In Bilkent, my Dorm<br /><br /><div style="text-align:center;"><img style="width:296px;height:223px;" src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/932917.jpg" alt="932917.jpg" /><br />A Delicious Baclava with pistacchios. We found these delicates from Maltepe when searching for a non-touristic Hamam. BTW we found the hamam and the sauna was getting close to the Finnish Sauna...<br /><span style="color:rgb(0,102,0);">Erittäin hyvä Baclava pistaasipähkinöillä. Antonio (kuvassa käsi) löysi elämän tarkoituksen syödessään tätä. Löydettiin kun etsittiin ei-turisti Hamam:ta. Sauna muuten siellä oli melko lähellä Suomalaista saunaa..  Heidän mielestään se oli Eurooppalaistunut sauna.<br /><span style="font-style:italic;color:rgb(0,0,0);">24.9.2007 In Maltepe, Istanbul. Very good small restaurant nearby the train station.</span><br /></span></div><br /><br />Added 21.9.2007, In Bilkent, my dorm.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align:center;"><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/919366.jpg" alt="919366.jpg" /><br />Mercimek Corbasi. Soups are really diverse in Turkey. Mercimek is one of the most famous and popular ones at least in the south-west region. Don't ask me what's inside!<br /><span style="color:rgb(0,102,0);">Mercimek keitto. Turkissa erilaisia keittoja löytyy tosi paljon. Mercimek on näillä alueilla, joilla olen matkustellut tähän mennessä, ollut kaikkein suosituin. Ei mitään tietoa sisällöstä!</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">In Ankuva, Shopping center in Bilkent Merkezi, Near Bilkent University. </span><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/919367.jpg" alt="919367.jpg" /><br />My First Sahur has ended. Sahur is the morning food before the first call to prayer. Yeah, I'm doing the Ramazan... The eating and drinking part. Who knows for how long.<br /><span style="color:rgb(0,102,0);">Mun eka Sahur on päättynyt. Sahur on viimeinen ruoka ennen auringonnousua ja ekaa rukouskutsua. Jeah, yritän paastoamista, eli Ramazania. Katotaan miten kauan..</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Ramazan is a month lasting period (13.9.2007-29.10.2007) when muslims can't eat or drink when the sun is up, this means about 14hrs. Also alcohol and sex is prohibited during this period.</span><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/919369.jpg" alt="919369.jpg" /><br />My First Iftar... Hungry :p<br /><span style="color:rgb(0,102,0);">Ensimmäinen Iftar. Iftar on ilta-ruoka eli ensimmäinen ruoka, jonka voi syödä kun aurinko on laskenut. Se on yleensä myös sosiaalinen tapahtuma.</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Marmara restaurant in Bilkent Campus. Iftar is the evening food after the last call to prayer during Ramazan.</span><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/919372.jpg" alt="919372.jpg" /><br />Kokorec. Nam, nam! With spices it's good. Kokorec, you wanna know what is it? It's made of the intestines of a sheep. I heard that the EU has tried to make Turkey ban these lovely pieces of food. And my turkish friends mother has forbid my friend to eat those.<br /><span style="color:rgb(0,102,0);">Kokorec. Yeah! Mausteilla ihan hyvää. Kokorec tehdään lampaan suolista ja maustetaan voimakkaasti... miksiköhän. Kuulemma EU on yrittänyt kieltää moiset ruoat Turkista, mutta ainakin vielä niitä täältä varsin runsaasti löytyy.</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">In Kizilay, Ankara.</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"></span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"></span><br /></div><div style="text-align:center;"><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/919373.jpg" alt="919373.jpg" /><br />Ramazan Cadiri. This was very interesting experience. The Turkish custom is that during Ramazan there are various tents in cities where you can get free food during the Iftar. It relates to the fact that during Ramazan you should give to the poor and feel their pain. We ate this Iftar in the most poor and dangerous part of Ankara. I haven't yet met anybody from Bilkent who would've gone to even eat to these tents not mentioning to this part of the city. We gathered quite a lot attention and some unecpected friends. After the sunset the place was like from a horror movie. Many people are invalides here and the clothes and outfit is really ragged. The other side of  big cities in Turkey.<br /><br /><br /></div>]]></summary>
    <published>2007-09-21T10:17:00+03:00</published>
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    <title type="html"><![CDATA[The Intensive Language Course in Antalya]]></title>
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight:bold;">2. 9. Day of surprises.<br /><br /></span>I was supposed to rent scooters and go driving with them but because of the yesterday people didn't feel like going with scooters. So the whole day I chilled with a turkish friend called Beril.<br /><br />I thought that Antalya was nearly seen but this day taught me it was not. The morning we went to a perfect breakfest place next to the sea with every imaginable breakfest food. And it costed only 14 YTL. After that we went to a dessert place which had a whole booklet full of only different kinds of desserts from different countries. After the morning of delights for the stomach we orienteered towards the biggest archery range in Turkey to try out some professional (beginner's) bows. Very nice day! Thanks Beril!<br /><br />The evening it was time to leave again and leave this all behind. The last of us - me, Katarina and Nick - we had my last dinner in Antalya drinking cay in a good but yet a bit empty atmosphere.<br /><br />I packed my stuff which now had risen in size and weight and I went to the small dark busstop to wait for my servisbus to take me to the busstation for the bus to Ankara.<br />At 24:00 I departed for the 7,5 hours trip to Ankara.<span style="font-weight:bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br />1. 9. Packing up bags in the hotel and in the evening the last party together at the new house of Finnish girls.<br /><br /></span>Somehow it seems that lately I've been only celebrating last parties together. People leaving bit by bit. Now there's anymore 10 of us.<span style="font-weight:bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br />31.8. The language presentation, part of the EILC - course and the last party together.<br /><br /></span>We were supposed to have presentation abot our language skills by acting out a small act or singing or whatever. I was in a group with Nick, Giacomo and Antonio. Our presentation was quite shocking. It caused laughter, amazement and even a bit anger. After our presentation the whole class was silent - the elevator atmosphere.. Hehe... I really can't describe it here because it would sound really strange on paper. You should've seen it. But some dead fishes, baby and brains was involved.<br />The evening ended up in an Ibiza -like party after Ally's concert (Turkish singer) and a very nice rock bar. Thanks for the drinks Myge!<span style="font-weight:bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br />30. 8. Kaleici, Photographing and the last party together.<br /><br /></span>People Chilling at the hotel and we went to Atatürk park with Antonio, Mark, Markus and me.<span style="font-weight:bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br />29.8. The European A1 - language level test. Plus last party together at Sami's place and Beach park.<br /><br /></span>It consisted of listening part, word recognition part, writing part and speaking part. I had 98% correct. Everybody passed.<span style="font-weight:bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br />28.8. The Turkish culture presentation, part of our EILC-course.</span><br /><br />The days before we've been mostly preparing the cultural projects for the course. These were presented to the class. Very interesting presentations: Ethnical minorities in Turkey, Women's position in Turkey, Keyf (Hard to describe, wide meaning; something like a personal good feeling had through various ways), Turkish fairytales, Turkish food, Famous persons in Turkey, Dolmuş and Mosque and life around it.<br /><br /><strong><br /><br />25.8. Köprulu Kanyon, Rafting and rock bar, somewhere in the small shady streets of Kaleici.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:normal;">Yes, Antalya has it all. This saturday our university organizers had organized rafting for us. The river wasn't really really strong but because we had several boats for our group we had many attacks, counterattacks and dropping people to the water. After rafting we had a nice lunch next to the river. The landscapes were undescribable.<br /><br style="font-weight:normal;" /></span><span style="font-weight:normal;">The evening one of our organizers, Tuna, showed us a rock bar in Kaleici (the old town). The place was like any small, atmospheric rock bar in London or Paris. It was small, a bit dirty and live band was playing there Pink Floyd, Metallica etc. Apart from the landscapes and it's face Antalya is really European city with it's own specialities like any European country. There I met Ceren. A new Turkish friend.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong><strong>24.8. Bazar and hotel party..</strong>  <p>I'm now  writing this bloody blog 3:26 in the night after our hotel party. Yeah,  we had to stop the party when somebody had called the <em>police</em>.  It was a good party. The reception had also called to our organizer in  university. Why didn't they come straight to us to say their sayings?  Strange kind of procedures.</p>  <p>The day I went to a Bazar buying my second sunglasses and a good bag. And now I'm going to sleep... Finally. <font color="#330099">Iyi uykular</font>!</p><strong><br /><br /></strong><strong>23.8. Termessos, north (?) from Antalya.</strong>  <p align="center"><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/848384.jpg" alt="848384.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Sofian posing on top of the theater's backwall in Termessos. Altitude: a lot.</em> </p>  <p><em>Termessos</em> is an ancient city that was in its time <em>unconquerable</em>. <em>Alexander the Great</em> nor the <em>Romans</em> could do much against its tough people. It is situated on top of a mountain about 50 kms from Antalya.<br />Termessos  was really beautiful. Think about ancient ruins entangled with folies  and wild flora. Ruins that have fought well against the time with its  temples, walls and theater. Under these ruins you can find holes or  passages leading to underground. Underground behind the protecting  ironbars you can see more hallways and big semi-circle doors that lead  into the darkness. Indeed the place was found in the middle of the 20th  century and it is still said to have many unveiled secrets.</p>  <p align="center"><em><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/849821.jpg" alt="849821.jpg" /></em></p>  <p align="center"><em>It is said that Termessos has still many unveiled secrets.</em></p>  <p align="center"><em></em> </p>  <p align="center"><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/848394.jpg" alt="848394.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Views  from Termessos. Alexander the Great's son, who lost the war against his  brother when dividing Alexander's empire, was trying to find shelter  from unconquerable Termessos. He ended up making a suicide because  the towns elders were going to give him up to his brother. After the  picture I can breathe again.. pfff.. </em></p>  <p align="center"><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/848370.jpg" alt="848370.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Nice place to see even with the 40 degrees heat and walking up to the city following a mountain path.</em></p>  <p align="center"><em><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/848397.jpg" alt="848397.jpg" /></em></p><em>  </em><p align="center"><em><em>An old Artemis' Temple near our bus stop under the last sommit.</em></em></p><em></em>  <br /><strong><br /><br /></strong><strong>20.-22.8 Antalya, mostly studying.</strong>  <strong><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong><strong>19.8. Kemer, Windsurfing.</strong>  <p align="center"><img style="width:220px;height:341px;" src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/849796.jpg" height="341" width="186" alt="849796.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Finally I found a place to do windsurfing! Kemer.</em></p>  <p>In Antalya there isn't good places to do windsurfing. I heard rumours that in <em>Kemer</em>  there would be windsurfing places and a shallower beach. Shallow beach  means small waves even with higher winds. So off we go and I went to  Kemer to see the place out for myself.</p>  <p>Kemer is a touristique  city located on a very beautiful part of mediterranean coast. A perfect  place for tourists looking out for tourist activities and tourist  prices. To the spot it takes about 40 mins from Antalya with a  comfortable bus that costs 4 YTL.<br />I finally found the only place to  do windsurfing in Kemer, beach no. 30 (or something like that). The  place was quite good I think and the owners very nice. Here I had my  2nd summer job offer. Before I was offered a place as a dancer in night  clubs and also in private parties. <em>"Full monty"</em> is the word! This time it was as a <em>windsurf instructor</em> for next summer after learning turkish.</p>  <p align="center"><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/849852.jpg" alt="849852.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>How was it again... Is the way how to do it..?</em></p>  <br /><br /><strong><br />18.8. Mediterranean sea and an atmospheric boat trip with  the Erasmus group and some international staff from Akdeniz University.</strong>  <p>The  boat trip was fantastic! It lasted the whole day until late evening.  With the boat we travelled to different places along the southern coast  of Turkey near the areas of Fethiye and Patara. This region was said to  be the most beautiful region and worthfull of seeing. We travelled with  the boat to different locations. One location was near a ruined city  that was partly under water. Or so they said but there really wasn't  that much to see as you could have expected.</p><strong><br /><br /></strong><p align="left"><strong>17.8. Duden Selalesi and Darbuka.</strong>  (The turkish words are incorrectly spelled because I lack the letters)</p>  <p>On friday I bought my first drum ever "<em>Darbuka".</em> I don't know how to play it but practice makes the master...</p>  <p align="center"><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/847468.jpg" height="323" width="416" alt="847468.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Friday,  the conquerors of the waterfalls. In fact outside the picture there was  lots of people having picnic or doing whatever. Sofian, Joonas, Mark,  Toomas, Xanthi and Malciek.</em></p>  <p>After buying the drum I went  to "Duden Selalesi" to tease people having picnic with my new  drum. Duden Selalesi is a place with Tarzan-movie-like waterfalls and  caves. There it's also possible to have a glimpse of other side of  Turkey. Women in some families had scarves but mostly they were older  people.</p>  <p>We were offered twice food from the families  picnic-foods and we had some friends from there (which in Turkey isn't  really hard). We were singing and dancing on top of the waterfalls with  one Turkish family that was there on a holiday.</p>  <p align="center"><img style="width:304px;height:229px;" src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/847463.jpg" height="264" width="338" alt="847463.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Cool, refreshing and bright water..</em></p>  <p align="center"><em></em> </p>  <p align="center"><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/847464.jpg" alt="847464.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>..I wonder what did that mean? Xanthi heard later that a French tourist had seen a snake in the pit..</em></p>  <br /><strong><br /></strong><strong>14.8.-16.8. Antalya.</strong><strong> </strong><strong>Exploring the city, partying and studying Turkish.</strong>  <p>Days go by studying, dinnering with friends, having small collisions with our Hotel and occasionally spending time at the beach.</p>  <p align="center"><img style="width:348px;height:200px;" src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/848242.jpg" height="212" width="376" alt="848242.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Joonas, Toomas and Antonio. I found a way to the roof of our hotel with my dear roommates.</em></p>  <p> </p>  <p align="center"><img style="width:362px;height:259px;" src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/848220.jpg" height="268" width="346" alt="848220.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Night party on top of the roof of our hotel. Playing guitar, drumming chairs and singing.</em></p>  <p align="center"> </p>  <p align="center"><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/848229.jpg" height="272" width="392" alt="848229.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Baddies  on top of stairs to Ataturk park. Playing guitar while watching our  Turkish friends having a debate under the stairs with Ataturk park's  security. The reception didn't appreciate us being on the roof so went  next to sea to Ataturk park. We weren't welcome guests there  either. Little tension only made the evening better!</em></p>  <p align="center"> </p><strong><br />13.8. Antalya, Suite Laguna Hotel, Bed.</strong>  <p align="center"><img style="width:310px;height:237px;" src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/849736.jpg" height="266" width="310" alt="849736.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>....Sleeping...  And Dinnering with Helena, Xanthi, Antonio, Toomas and two Syrian guys  from the hotel. I got more Arabian music and invitation to Dubai. Let's  see if our plan of meeting up in Istanbul sometime works out.</em></p><br /><p align="left"><strong>11.8.- 12.8. 4 hrs North-west from Antalya, Pamukkale.<br />Stepping into another planet and strange binding of totally different histories and cultures.</strong>  </p><p align="center"><strong><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/849699.jpg" alt="849699.jpg" /></strong></p>  <p align="center"><em>In front of mineral formations in Pamukkale. Jerzi, Toomas, Nick, Joonas and Xanthi.</em></p>  <p>4 am in the morning I decided to go to <em>Pamukkale</em>  for the weekend with my roommate Toomas, a greek girl Xanthi, Czeck  Jerzi and British Nick. Palmukkale is famous for its "white water" and  mineral formations. The water is white because of the minerals  dissolved into the water. In the area there are also many well  preserved ruins and ancient cities from the Roman times.</p>  <p>Pamukkale  seems to be living of tourists. All the parts we saw were made for  tourists apart from the "Bakkal" (small markets). But it wasn't a bad  thing because it only boosted the friendliness of the people.  Palmukkale really showed its smiling face under staggering sunlight  reflected from the minerals.<br />Having slept 1,5 hrs I stepped onboard  to the bus and the journey to inland and mountains began. After 4,5  hrs, 200 kms, small mountain roads and huge landscapes of dry green  mountains we arrived to Denizli from where we took the Dolmus to  Pamukkale. The trips in Turkey are really cheap. For example the Dolmus  from Denizli to Pamukkale costed only 2 YTL (about 1€).</p>  <p>In  Pamukkale I found a very nice Hotel: Hotel Turku. It was called hotel  Turku after its first visitor. Finland is out in the world. Just nice  to know because in fact we didn't take that hotel but an Australian one  with a big pool. Price was huge 12,5 YTL/person (7€). This included  breakfest and pool.<br />The first day was full of warmth and spontanity.  We visited the Hieropolis (holy city) with the mineral formations,  ancient Amphitheater, some more ruins and swimming pools with real  pilars from Roman times. </p>  <p>When the others got tired we, me and  Xanthi, continued exploring the further parts of the mountains. We  encountered old women behind old Roman walls who were (maybe) illegally  selling found artefacts from the region for example coins and little  miniatures, we also found old tombs, st. Nicholaos' Church and lots of  desert and small intriguing paths. By the way, St. Nicholaos is better  known as Santa Claus today. After having ran out of water and managing  our way back to this world we went to a really nice restaurant with a  night view to the artistically lightened mineral formations. The  restaurant was called Mehmet's heaven. A very atmospheric place with  the coolest restaurant owner I've ever met - the "Papa".</p>  <p align="center"><img style="width:298px;height:391px;" src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/847469.jpg" height="431" width="319" alt="847469.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>A  visit to unimaginable natural beauty: Just before leaving I fortunately  had the urge to find out what lies behind the last place where my eyes  couldn't see.</em></p>  <p>Long trek in acient world on the mountains  without tourists, a visit to unimaginable natural beauty and then beer,  Turkish food and good company under slightly ragged wooden roof sitting  on big pillows. Then tasting some Nargile with Spanish chicas whom we  met in the hotel. A perfect day ending into the pool.</p>  <p align="center"><img style="width:338px;height:234px;" src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/848209.jpg" height="287" width="441" alt="848209.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Day  ended into the hotel's pool. "Shhhhh... People are sleeping...." "Okay,  now just we'll have a fight, okay? You try to hit my head, yeah,  silently, okay?" "Hihihihi.."</em></p>  <p>Next day we visited  Laodikya, another ancient Roman city and we encountered some "Ely"  (Marihuana) when travelling back to Pamukkale from Laodikya.</p>  <p>To  Laodikya we hitchiked, or in fact the guy came to ask from us if we  needed a lift in the middle of the road, and we had a lift all the way  to Laodikya through the entrance and past the ticket selling place. The  guys were working as ticket salesmen. Free entrance. Good example of  Turkish hospitality.</p>  <p>When walking back from the Laodikya we had  beers in a bar next to road somewhere between Laodikya and Pamukkale.  There the guys were apparently going to have big party and they were  drying some odd leaves/flowers. We learnt that it was Marihuana. When  we said we'd have to go to the bus for going back to Antalya and that  we couldn't stay for the party they were disappointed. It felt like  being in an old Spanish drug movie with dusty cars. Interesting  encounters.<br />All in all a great trip!</p><br /><p><strong>5-12.8. Sunday, Suite Laguna Hotel.<br />The first week in some clauses</strong>.</p>  <p>I haven't had the time to write anything here on the blog so now on Sunday I'll write just a short description of happenings.</p>  <p>The first week has been awesome. It has got better and better all the time.<br />First  of all the Language course is REALLY good and the 29 participants from  all over Europe are really nice. We're having lessons of the language  in the mornings and introductions to local habits and survival in  Turkey on the afternoons until 15 or 16 O'clock and after that  practising our learnt skills independently - or in other words free  time to get to know Antalya. This is how language should be learnt!<br />The  Turkish lessons are held by a very nice and professional Turkish woman,  our "Hoca" (Teacher). Some in the course are feeling sometimes a bit  hopeless with the fast speed and new Turkish words but because I  studied them in advance I can also learn the new stuff faster. Way to  go Joonas! Sometimes even the blind chicken finds a grain. (Finnish  saying)</p>  <p>The survival course is my favorite. They are being held  by a charmy British teacher who has of course been himself a foreigner  in this country. He could be called the 008. He gives us advices how to  be in Turkey and how to survive here. But the best thing is that he  doesn't do it only theoretically. He gives us tasks. For example we  have different kinds of trips around Antalya. First by foot and when  being more comfortable with the surroundings using the local public  transport and the way to travel in Turkish towns - the Dolmu<span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';">þ</span>. And also day trips and weekend trips to further away from Antalya.</p>  <p align="center"><img style="width:246px;height:296px;" src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/848264.jpg" height="339" width="296" alt="848264.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Angry statue from the architectural museum of Antalya. The gigantic statue was found from Perge.</em></p>  <p> </p>  <p>Along  these tasks we've got a glimpse from the cultural richesses and  possibilities of different activities in Antalya and a bit also in  Turkey. I have to thank all the previous generations for making the  Europe and world smaller and thus giving us the possibility to  experience something like this.</p>  <p>Some important events:</p>  <p>5.8. Sunday. First swim in the Akdeniz (mediterranean sea) and first "cay" (Turkish Tea). First Turkish beer "Efes".</p>  <p>6.8. Monday. First Dolmu<span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';">þ</span> trip and first battlewound.</p>  <p>7.8.  Tuesday. First evening dinner in our flat with the Swedish girls. In  fact they're from Finland... I'm just waiting Jerzi to read this text...</p>  <p>8.8. Wednesday. First lucky eye got as a present from a nice salesman in a huge modern shopping mall "Migros".</p>  <p align="center"><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/848270.jpg" alt="848270.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Wednesday. Sculpture in Antalya's archaeological museum. Most of the artefacts were found from Perge.</em></p>  <p align="center"><em></em> </p>  <p>9.8.  Thursday. First political and religeous conversations and first Turkish  dances with some Turkish friends during dinner which carried on until  early morning with a slight taste of "rak<span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';">ý</span>".rak<span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';">ý</span>  is a very traditional Turkish strong alcohol drink that should be drank with tasting different cheeses and fruits. Cok Te<span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';">þ</span>ekkurler for the good company and nice evening guys!</p>  <p>10.8. Friday. First taste of the "Beach parc":s night parties and first night swim in the turquoise blue waters.</p>  <p align="left"><strong><br /></strong></p><p><strong>5.8. Sunday, Suite Laguna Hotel. Antalya, Turkey.<br />The arrival of the VIP</strong></p>  <p>At  01:15 a.m. I left the hemlikt Sverige. After missing the first train  and having some stressfull situations I made it to the check-in 40 mins  before departure. But fortunately there was a really vacker tjej in  other side of the desk. I shared the whole big Boeing with 15 other  passengers. I just had to film the departure in secret... Sorry Teemu!</p>  <p>VIP?  Yes, that's how it felt like arriving to the airport. I found my  luggage after being led with smiles and personal signs saying "Joonas  Uotinen". Even during the trip with the airport bus I was seated next  to the driver and the airport worker went to stand with the other  passengers.<br />In the hotel First day was spent sleeping, getting to  know the hotel and visiting the beach. I met my other roommate when I  entered the room Sunday morning at 10 am. After some getting to know  each other we soon found out that Estonia and Finland really are quite  close to each other. Painless and sleepy arriving.</p><p align="left"><strong><br /></strong></p><p align="left"><strong>4.8. Saturday, ferry. Turku Archipelago.<br />The impressions of Beginning, Vinho Sional Peiras White "Mateus" and Picnic-cookies on Titanic.</strong></p>  <p><br />I love departing. It's like the short still moment when you're standing in front of the open aeroplane door with parachute on your back. You plan and prepare for the jump a long time but still the doorway always surprises you. It comes unexpected. And then you hear the signal: "MENE!" and all you can sense is the wind blowing and tossing your body.</p>  <p align="center"><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/797793.jpg" alt="797793.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>Last sights from Turku archipelago.</em></p>  <p> </p>  <p>The morning was strange. My train had arrived to Turku from Helsinki and our AWESOME summer university "Living by the lakes" the day before, Friday, at 20:58. I packed all night long with some small after-thoughts: "Damn, I should've come earlier!" After sleeping 5:30 am - 6:27 I had my third realisation of the long trip ahead: I am really going to Turkey for half a year! I've been taking care of the preparations for months but I never really had time to think about the trip really. Now it was ahead and I felt like it all would've been a surprise. It just came when you least expected it. </p>  <p>The ferry departed. So this is how it felt when there was no airplanes and people left from their homes on steamboats to unknown destinations.<br />It's easy to depict people waving back to you from the port and you're watching, twisted between the melancholic urge to stay and enthusiast of adventure.</p>  <p align="center"><img src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/797574.jpg" alt="797574.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>The departing ship.</em></p>  <p> </p>  <p>Nice weather. Hoolaa, not bad! The sun is shining  from nearly a clear sky and the deck is drying up from the sun. I engage a conversation with a german girl. <br />They're a group from IASTE, if I got it right, and going to åland to cycle. When they founded a good spot to sleep open-air I thought: why wouldn't I? So I took 2 pillows from the cabin.<br />I covered them with the rain cover from my rugsack and moved to meeting point 1. Meeting with the cashier of Tax-Free. I returned to deck, took a place, put my MP3-player on and I opened a Mateus -white wine from Portugal.<br />After eating some Biscuit Crackers with different cheeses from a cheese-picnic pack I tested my pillow. And it was good. It's the small things of life that make it liveable :D</p>  <p align="center"><img style="width:285px;height:220px;" src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/797611.jpg" height="229" width="383" alt="797611.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>White wine and Cream Crackers.</em></p>  <p> </p>  <p>The day is not over yet. The end of the day I fought with Swedish language. When in Sweden I ate at my friends place delicious Swedish pasta :P And afterwards we visited a drink bar somewhere near "Därmedpasta". Nougat Daiquiri is good.<br />Tack Pernilla!</p>  <p align="center"><img style="width:321px;height:238px;" src="https://vuodatus-media-2.vuodatus.net/g/34423/797807.jpg" height="244" width="298" alt="797807.jpg" /></p>  <p align="center"><em>The nougat Daiquiri with Josefin and Pernilla.<br /></em></p><strong></strong>  <p><strong></strong> <br /></p><span style="font-weight:bold;"></span><strong></strong>]]></summary>
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