Ben at the Daily Post says
In this week’s challenge, show us your take on a monument (broadly defined). It could be a fresh angle on a well-known tourist site, or a place nobody knows outside your community. It doesn’t even have to be an official monument. A legendary coffeehouse, a churchyard cemetery, the remains of a treehouse you’d built as a kid — anything can be monumental as long as it’s imbued with a shared sense of importance.
I visited Gallipoli and Anzac Cove a few years ago as part of a tour of Turkey. To be honest I wasn’t interested and could easily had a snooze while the others went off to see the battlefields and memorials. I’m glad I did go, it was one of the most moving days I have ever experienced. I’ve written about it before, including a poem and if you’re interested click the Turkey tag in my tag cloud.
For the challenge I’m showing you the monument commemorating the men of the Turkish 57th Infantry Regiment lost in the battle of Gallipoli. The then Lieutenant-Colonel Mustafa Kemal made a famous order to his Ottoman troops.
I am not ordering you to attack. I am ordering you to die. During the time before we die other forces and commanders will take our place.
And die they did, at least 1800 of them. Kemal went on to become a revolutionary statesman, President Ataturk, the founder of modern Turkey, but I digress, here is the monument.
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Josh at the Daily Post asks that we show a picture of ‘Inside’ for this weeks challenge. I’m a bit technologically challenged today because my PC is dying and my new laptop isn’t set up yet – wish me luck with that please!
I’ve found something to post though!
Inside a Cappadochian cave.
The rope I held to scramble into a cave formed by volcanic eruptions on Mount Etna, Sicily.
Our guide deep inside the cave.
Inside Gomantong caves Borneo.
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Legend tells us that after 10 years of fighting with the Trojans the ancient Greeks turned to subterfuge to win the war. They built a huge wooden horse, hid their best soldiers inside and then pretended to sail away. The Trojans, thinking the horse was a splendid battle trophy, dragged the horse through the gates of their city. Under cover of darkness the Greeks crept out and opened the gates to the rest of their army. Troy was overthrown and the rest is history!
I went to the ruined city of Troy a couple of years ago. Seeing a huge wooden replica of the horse was an unexpected justaposition.
This post is for the Weekly Photo Challenge at WordPress where the theme is juxtaposition, join in here http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/01/24/photo-challenge-juxtaposition/
The thing I love most of all about travelling is meeting people and having glimpses into their world and way of being. There’s something very precious about these fleeting moments. One memorable encounter I had was in Ankara, where I met these women who immediately struck me with their warm open hearts. They were posing for photos in the Kemal Ataturk museum and they looked so beautiful that I asked to take one too.
Sadiman, on the right spoke English and was able to tell her family that I was happy to meet them and loved their country. We are still Facebook friends, as I am with Selin on the left. Selin was very young in my photo and I’m able to see her grow up through her Facebook photos. I don’t know the beamings mamas names, but through smiles and gestures we shared something special to treasure.
This is my post for family, this weeks photo challenge from the Daily Post. You can join in here. https://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/01/17/photo-challenge-family-2/
Grand. It all depends on your interpretation doesn’t it? If I go to ‘grand’ places I tend to focus in on the small details rather than the big picture, so maybe that’s why, even with forty thousand photos, I found grand hard to find.
I don’t feel very grand today, but I remember that I felt the Bosphorus was grand. From a boat, this body of water is awe inspiring as are the buildings that line it.
Here is the Ciragan Palace, now a luxurious hotel.
And the Dolmabahce
The wide, blue Bosphorus itself.
My photos look small on my new theme, but if you click on them you can see full size versions!
Can you show us something REALLY grand?
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I’m sticking with images after a five day haiku marathon, so here is a little light.
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Today is Remembrance Sunday in the UK. It’s always the second Sunday in November and is the day when we reflect on the courage and sacrifices made by our servicemen. One of the most moving experiences I’ve had while travelling was visiting Gallipoli, where thousands lost their lives. My photo shows a statue of a Turkish soldier carrying a wounded allied captain to safety on Pine Ridge, a true incident. I think it shows a compassionate connection between the two.
A related post, http://lucidgypsy.wordpress.com/2011/06/21/anzac-cove/
And if you would like to join in with Ailsa’s challenge, http://wheresmybackpack.com/2013/11/08/travel-theme-connections/
Ailsa’s theme is brown, but that doesn’t mean it has to be dull! The most interesting brown place I’ve ever seen is Cappadocia in central Turkey. It’s landscape of Fairy Chimneys is astonishing, a real must see, add it to your bucket list!
Visit http://wheresmybackpack.com/2013/10/18/travel-theme-brown/ to join in.
Ailsa wants to see our slant on tilted this week. Well virtually all the horizons are tilted in my photos because I’m hopeless! I wasn’t to blame for these wonky images though.
A tilted frame in the Kuala Lumpur Tower but I think the buildings are straight.
Tilted beams on the waterfront at Kota Kinabalu.
Fairy chimneys tilted by nature in Cappadochia.
To join in visit Ailsa at http://wheresmybackpack.com/2013/07/19/travel-theme-tilted/
Cheri says ‘Sometimes, we long for the past: for moments we want to remember or recapture. The good times. The golden years. Or perhaps we’re homesick, or longing for something — or someone — that might have been.’
Here are my entries
I wonder if he is nostalgic about travelling back in time.
Boats like this always make me feel nostalgic, I wonder what she was like in her heyday.
An old soldier shares stories with his grandchild at Gallipoli.
Do you have something nostalgic to share?http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/07/05/nostalgic/