If you’re preparing to travel overseas and you’ve had an iPhone for any amount of time you’re probably excited about its usefulness as a travel aid. In particular, you’ll be keen to make use of its always-on Internet connection.
But you’ve probably heard the horror stories of arriving home to a thousand-dollar cell phone bill littered with roaming charges. Fortunately, you have some options to make use of your iPhone’s capabilities outside of the United States.
My trip to Turkey in July, in a numerical sense:
74 GB of photos and video (RAW and HD)
30 calls to prayer
4 flavors of homemade jam at each breakfast
2 overnight buses
$0.65 price for 1.5L bottle of water
2 shirts worn
102 deg F highest temperature
4 boxes of Turkish Delight
11 hour flight each way
1 other American (aside from concert)
1 shot of rakı
2 Wonders of the World
(?) miles covered by GPS
Too many to count:
Cups of tea
Bottles of water
Women wore all sorts of different styles of headscarves in Istanbul. Some tightly circled their faces, some covered all but their eyes, others loosely draped them over their heads. I think the variety might have been a result of there being tourists from all over the Middle East.
Most women were covered from neck to wrist to ankle. Younger, trendier women wore Western-style fashions but with a skin-tight covering underneath. Often the covering was black while the clothes, especially tank tops and skirts, were brightly colored. Oddly enough this contrast drew as much attention as a Westerner without the under- cover. These women did not mind showing off their figure.
A ludicrous but common sight was a black-burka’d woman accompanying a man wearing a polo shirt and capris. By contrast it made the men look half-naked at first glance. The heat must’ve been unbearable for the women but I never saw anyone fanning themself or showing any signs of discomfort (though of course the men did). Overall the burkas reflected not on the culture or the women, but on the men accompanying them. I would look at them and my mind would spit ‘Prick!’ in disgust.
Headscarves were a lot less common outside of Istanbul, and nearly non- existent in Çıralı. None of the many women working at Hotel Canada wore one.
Over the years I’ve fine-tuned my routine of getting from the Capital District to JFK to embark on a number of great journeys. There are many ways to go about it, each one ranging in price, reliability, and speed, but this one is my tried and tested favorite.
This is a collection of every mundane detail of our trip to Paris on March 13/14-18, 2005, for future reference. There will not be any mention of what we did in Paris or anything fun at all.
We flew on United Airlines, coach class:
• Albany [ALB] > Washington (Dulles) [IAD] (322 miles, 1hr 35mn, seats assigned at booking)
• Washington > Paris (Charles de Gaulle/Roissy) [CDG] (3845 miles, 7hr 20mn, seats assigned at booking)
Arrived early on the morning of the 14th
• Paris > Chicago (O’Hare) [ORD] (4142 miles, 9hr 40mn, seats assigned upon check-in)
• Chicago > Albany (715, 2hr 6mn, seats assigned at booking)
Arrived around 9pm the evening of the 18th
â‚¬1 = $1.33, or $1.50 in tourist areas