Upon waking, the last two mornings I have had to take a few moments to gather my bearings… “wall, window, door way… our bedroom… oh, yeah, I’m home in England.”

It’s the after effects of a lot of recent travel. We just got back from 2 weeks in Turkey, our most ambitious trip to date. Fortunately, the bulk of the arrangements were handled by my best friend’s wife. We merely had to get ourselves there and enjoy it.

I could do without the near constant attack of traveler’s dilemma or the broken finger, but in total it was a very enjoyable trip. Multiple days in Istanbul and Cappadocia, and 4 days aboard a 75′ yacht sailing along Turkey’s southern coast. Honestly, I could have happily spent the entire trip on the boat… crystal blue waters, warm sun, and not a god damn thing I needed to do. It has me thinking about getting my bareboat certification again.

We’re sorting through the photos now… all 1400+ of them. Keep an eye on our Flickr photostream.

Next week is Austria; the 12th different country I will have visited in less than a year.