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Welcome to Urunlu, a small Turkish village in the Taurus Mountains above the Mediterranean coast of Turkey. For the past 25 years we have been the invited guests of the Topkara family where we spend the night in their summer home en route from Cappadocia to the coast on our Turquoise Coast Odyssey. When we first made arrangements to stay with the Topkara family in their village home in 1989, the parents Shefika and her husband made all the arrangements and their young children were delighted to have foreign guests coming to stay. On one Wildland trip, when the multigenerational Whitmore family arrived with their 10 year old grandson at the front door, the Topkara's grandson Onur, who was also 10 at that time 10 years ago, he took his new American friend by the hand and they disappeared down cobblestone pathways to explore and play in the village together....
A prospective WIldland Adventures traveler brouight up an excellent question today as they are thinking about their travel plans this September:
"How should we decide between traveling to Turkey or Morocco
because they have many similarities."
With extensive Mediterranean coasts, September is one of the best months to travel in either country. However, the experiences vary when you compare traveling to Turkey, especially when comoparing ouir Turquoise Coast Odyssey in Turkey with either one of our Exotic Morocco or Morocco Adventure itineraries.
First, the cultures are quite different. I would characterize Turkey as more European, especially in the areas you would be traveling. Istanbul, and other cities in Turkey would be closer to south eastern European style with a Muslim flare from the grand mosques and other buildings dating back to an older age. Istanbul is a very cosmopolitan, world-class city of great international importance in the region and the...
Our family trip to Turkey was the first group departure we have taken, and it turned out to be one of the best trips. The reason it was so great was because of the excellent itinerary that Wildland put together. The knowledgeable and flexible leader we had, and the inter dynamics of our small group of 4 families.
Turkey turned out to be the perfect combination of sights, and experiences, learning and fun. Sleeping within site of the Blue Mosque in Istanbul and hearing the muezzins wake up call to prayer was just the beginning of a cultural immersion in a fascinating country that is the cross roads of many civilizations. Our kids studies were reinforced every day, as we saw with our own eyes the remains of the Greek/Roman/Ottoman/and more rule. Our leader had a graduate degree in anthropology, and better yet, she was a mother of a teen,...
Wildland travelers hoofing in on the crowded Istiklal Cadessi pedestrian promenade of Istanbul.
Several Wildland travelers have recently returned from our trips to Turkey and remind me how thrilling it is to walk the streets of Istanbul with Alper Ertubey, Deniz Kilic or any of our expert Turkish guides who are also culinary aficionados. The Anatolian plateau has been a crossroads of civilizations for millennia and as such its cuisine combines cultures and ingredients from far corners of the globe. Every dish in this crossroads of cultures is a luscious lesson in history as described by this Turkish poet:
"Do not dismiss the dish saying that it is just, simply food. The blessed thing is an entire civilization in itself." - Abdulhak Sinasi
And, of course the street food is the most simple, fresh and diverse range of exotic taste treats that is the essence of the Istanbulli...
My family roots in Turkey have defined to a great extent who I am and what I have accomplished in my life and profession, especially guiding others to experience our world through adventure travel.
At home in Hollywood circa 1956 with my family including my Turkish grandmother, Babanne, who came to visit us in California before we started our on family roots travel to Turkey.
Born in 1952 in Los Angeles, I've been traveling to Turkey on family trips since the 1960's. My father was born and raised in Istanbul just after the new Republic of Turkey was established in 1922 by Ataturk. My father, Tevfik Kamil Kutay, hopped on a ship from Turkey headed to New York and then across the US to study architecture at Berkeley. He was 19 years old when his ship left Europe September 1939 the day Russia attacked Poland so they zig zagged...