We had a scenic cruise of Anzac Cove, located on Turkey's Gallipoli peninsula. The Australian and New Zealand Army Corps landed there on April 25, 1915, in what was one of the bloodiest campaigns of World War I.
Approximately 27,000 ANZAC , British and French Allied troops set up camp on the shore, ordered to conquer the Ottoman forts that had wrested control over the Dardanelles straits.
There was a memorial service on board, which featured the choir made up of passengers.
This a picture taken during our ANZAC Cove scenic cruise. The sun was in the wrong spot for pictures. You couldn't see much.
Day 38
The last two days have been all about exercise and rest for me. I went to see one of the performances that featured the singers and dancers on board. The performance was called British Invasion and included hit songs and dancing that fit each time period. The singer Jenene Caramielo was brilliant.
Nana saw a volcano that was showing some activity. I missed it as I was in the bathroom, however nana shouted out to me and said she saw the lava shoot up.
I will finish the days blog with a joke that nana heard from a fellow passenger whilst waiting in the line for a toilet.
When you use the toilet you change nationalities. When you are running for the toilet you're Russian. When you are using the toilet you're European. Then when you are done you're Finnish.
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