2001 February Trip - The Beginning
The Beginning
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First Inklings
Preparation
First Inklings
I had been considering a trip through North Africa for some time, for no better
reason than having read some accounts of it lately (military history like
Hannibal's famous defeat at Carthage, and the Allied Operation Torch in 1942).
A few chance coincidences happened to converge in late December 2000, prompting
me to quickly book a rambling trip through Istanbul, Tunisia, Cairo, and
the Sultanate of Oman.
The first coincidence was that my father had recently moved to Oman. This
gave me a good reason to visit the area, since from North Africa it was only
a few hours' flight to Oman. The second coincidence was that I was finishing
up my work, and would have time for a vacation soon. The third coincidence is
that I hate the holidays, and by late December of every year I'm looking for
an escape.
After some hunting,
Travelocity
gave me the best fares. I booked the trip for February, and bought the
Lonely Planet
guides for each of the countries. I made a rough itinerary for the trip,
and decided on the first hotel in Istanbul.
Preparation
In late January, I started preparing. This time I was going to travel light.
I've said that before, but this time I meant it. I wanted to cram everything
into a single backpack, including all of my books, and my laptop and digital
camera. It became very clear that I had too much stuff. So, of course, I
decided to buy a bigger backpack.
Standing in front of the Wall of Backpacks at REI, I had an epiphany: travelling
alone was a license to take some chances and make some mistakes. I would risk
taking too few clothes and gear, and try to get by with my original backpack.
So I went home again, and threw out half of my clothes.
This didn't stop me from buying a load of new gear. First was a high-tech new
waterproof jacket from REI. I was hoping its combination of Gore-Tex and vents
would keep me warm in Istanbul and cool in Egypt. Since I was going to
predominantly Islamic countries, I bought a bunch of long-sleeve shirts that
would also be cool in the sun. I picked up some comfortable cross-training
shoes to walk in, since I'd be on my feet for a month. And I bought some pants
that could be zipped off at the knee to turn them into shorts, at Abercrombie &
Fitch ("I'm looking for baggy cotton pants with lots of pockets and zippers--do
you sell anything like that?").
In retrospect, I packed pretty well, although I never once used the pockets or
the zippers on the pants (except for the one very important zipper, of course).
The net result is that my clothes for the trip were mostly zippers and velcro.
Bringing my laptop had one consequence: I took a *lot* of pictures. Since I
could just dump my camera's memory to my laptop's hard drive every night (or
even several times a day), I could fill up the memory card without worrying.
In four weeks I took well over 800 pictures. I'll spare you most of them.
A few days before I left, I booked my hotel in Istanbul. Fortunately, the
hotel had a website, so I was able to check the directions, check the phone
number, and get a promotional rate. I called the hotel and reserved the room.