Istanbul, Turkey
Think this might be broken.
We have left our sore heads and compatriates in Istanbul whilst we puch for Cappadoccia. A place i am dying to see and Huw cant spell. As the temperature rises we leave smoggy capitals behind and cross into Asia for the first time, and stage 2 of this immense journey.
Of course we have a breakdown. On a HUGE hill outside of the 'Bul we overheat and have to sit it out at the side of the road. We are not alone. A partially naked e...