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Twelve Hundred Kilometres

September 10, 2022

Rowing boat at the edge of the lake by Poyrazlar campsite near Sakarya, Turkey, beside reeds and a willow
Before twelve hundred kilometres of coast road, I put some of the lake's quiet in the tank.

Day one hundred and sixteen, Turkey. Twelve hundred kilometres along the Black Sea coast to Georgia. The car's electrics are in hand.

Today I say goodbye to Bulut, who I've become friends with here at the Poyrazlar campsite near Sakarya. Before I go, I take some quiet from the lake and put it in the tank.

The fear of the last months is behind me. I know that what is coming is good, whatever it turns out to be.

Goodbye, my friend. I hope we meet again.

Letters from a Parked Car. About once a month.

A list kept by hand. One word, “remove”, and your address is gone.