Day 7 : Kasimlar to Aksu
After a copious breakfast, I passed through a mountain village. Beautiful located but pretty poor. I didn't how far I would get and where I would sleep. I knew there was a teahouse and pension in Ayvalıpınar. But getting a bit further would have been nice. In the teahouse, only men were sitting there, drinking tea, smoking and playing games. But the teahouse was run by a woman. A very warm lady, who spoke some German as well. I asked her if there was a pension in the next village, 17 km further north. I had seen two on Google maps. But, too bad, one was men only, and the other one full. The whole teahouse crowd was mingling in the discussion of where there would be some place to sleep. They startet looking on their phones, she started calling. I just waited, pretty sure there would be a solution. After a while, she waved me over, trying to explain that I should cycle to that next village named Aksu. Once there, I should call a certain number. Tha...