I thank god everyday that he gave me the ability to sleep on anything that moves (well most things anyway). I boarded my bus to Kuşadası last night, wondering how on earth I would survive the 10 hour bus ride ahead of me and fell asleep before I could come up with an answer. When I woke up, 8 hours later, we had stopped somewhere along some fields. I initially thought that the driver had gone on an urgent loo break – people do get desperate sometimes and we had been on the road for quite a long time. It is only when we made our next stop at a town called Nazilli that we were told that there was something wrong with our bus and immediate repairs had to be done.