Part One of an adventure to Eastern Turkey

Written for Fethiye Times and with photographs by By Mike Vickers

This was a biggie for Jan and I and our friend Michelle. Some considerable months in the planning by Jan and after much liaising with Yeşim at Amber Travel in Kaş, we three found ourselves at Fethiye Otogar clambering aboard the 10pm Kamil Koç coach on an overnight 700km red-eye to Ankara. Sounds awful, but don’t let that put you off. The coach was modern, comfortable and, most importantly at this time of year, cosy warm. The complimentary water and snacks were also most welcome. We hit the first snow up at the Karabel summit on the main road to Antalya and I have to say it more or less stayed with us until we descended from the Karabel on our way home a week later.

You’ve got to like white if you want to take this trip at this time of year!

The coach stopped a number of times for ciggies and comfort breaks and for the most part of the journey the roads were smooth, fast and empty dual carriageways. Finally, we reached Ankara, a vibrant, bustling feel-good city peppered with ultra-modern high-rise skyscrapers, some entirely encased in black glass, many illuminated by futuristic lights. Very Blade Runner. The enormous Otogar was already busy, despite the pre-dawn chill, and we took an enthusiastic taxi ride to the Gar train station where we deposited our bags in a left luggage locker. Now unencumbered, we searched out breakfast in Gençlik Park opposite the station.

All aboard the Turistik Doğu Ekspresi to Kars
Ankara Station in the snow.

The ponds in the park were either drained down or frozen over, but in its lonely emptiness we found a little cafeteria that had a welcoming soba. We also found it full of jovial park workers cheerfully sipping tea and bracing themselves for a busy day’s work chiselling frozen pigeons off the benches. We all hit it off immediately with much friendly handshaking. Jan’s growing expertise in Turkish impressed them no end. Not for the first time this trip.

We had planned to visit various places in Ankara but the weather deteriorated into snow, dampening both spirits and clothes, so we returned to the Gar. This original 1930s very classy Art deco building is connected by a footbridge to the modern YHT (High Speed Train) station, an impressively spacious curving structure and a pleasant place to await the start of your journey. Several pigeons now live inside its capacious interior, having discovered it’s considerably warmer than the park opposite.
Finally, as 5pm approached and passengers gathered in the old station, the Turistik Doğu Ekspresi arrived and we all embarked to the sounds of a jazz band playing on the platform for a birthday group. In such a setting, it was a lovely whiff of nostalgia.

All aboard the Turistik Doğu Ekspresi to Kars
Jan and Michelle about to board.

And so we set off, trundling eastward through the Ankaran suburbs and out into the snow-covered countryside as dusk fell, destination Kars, a mere 31 hours away. The train was busy, but certainly not full, with several empty sleeper cabins in our carriage alone. This was fortunate as Michelle discovered a man eating his McDonald’s supper in her cabin, but this was soon sorted with the help of fellow passengers Yusuf and his wife Ayşegül, who liaised with the steward, another Yusef, and the Mac-munching man happily moved to another cabin.

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Compact and cosy, our home for the next 31 hours.

The Turistik Doğu Ekspresi now runs daily and entirely comprises sleeper carriages, each divided into cabins equipped with two bunk beds, a washbasin, fridge and storage cupboard. During the day, the bunks fold up to reveal a pair of seats. In addition to the sleepers, there was one buffet car, two storage carriages and a generator car at the tail end to supply power for the entire train.

As night fell, we made our way to the buffet car for a rather uninspiring and parsimonious evening meal, but any disappointment was tempered by the exuberant birthday group who, having enjoyed the jazz band send-off, were giving their all dancing amongst the tables. With many cabins up and down the train decked out with colourful fairy lights, this was definitely a party train.

Ever slept on a train? It’s – well, interesting. The beds were comfy enough, but it’s noisy in a diddly-da, clatter-over-the-points, rumbling-through-a-tunnel sort of way and you can always tell when you’re going around a bend because it feels like someone’s trying to push you out of bed! That said, it’s perfectly agreeable once you acclimatize and is an essential part of the experience.

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Iliç station.

The following morning, we awoke to find ourselves approaching Iliç. This was the first of three scheduled stops, each of about three hours duration, allowing passengers the chance to go on an optional excursion. Iliç is on the banks of the Euphrates and a minibus took us to Kemaliye, a small but interesting traditional town deep inside the Euphrates gorge surrounded on all sides by towering icy cliffs. Just outside town, where the road spans the river on a chunky girder bridge, lies the entrance tunnel to the notorious Taş Yolu, the infamous Stone Road of Kemaliye. Started in 1877, only finished in 2002 and with 38 wing mirror-scraping tunnels, this is 7km of hand-hewn, cliff-clinging, vertigo-inducing terror and of one of the most dangerous roads in the world.

Yeah, not that brave – we gave it a miss…

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Euphrates gorge at Kemiliye.

Back on the train again, we rumbled for the next 100km alongside the infant Euphrates in a succession of spectacular gorges. At this point, there’s no indication that this modest stream flows on for another 2000km to become one of the mightiest rivers in history. There were no roads in these gorges, just our single track railway plunging in and out of tunnels (we were told there are 220 between Ankara and Kars), winding its way always eastward.

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It’s the gorge in gorgeous. Here comes another tunnel…
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The railway follows the Euphrates for over 100km from Iliç.

Next stop, a few hours later, was Erzincan, notable for one thing only – we lost the train! A couple of minibuses carried some intrepid passengers into town but to be honest there did not appear to be much to lure us away from the station, so we took a stroll along the platform to stretch our legs. Suddenly, to our astonishment, there was a blast on the hooter, the train lurched into motion and trundled off into the distance, eventually disappearing around a bend.

There was one of those tumbleweed moments, you know, when the silence is only broken by the low moan of wind and menacing croak of a hungry crow. Everything we possessed was on the train – money, passports, coats, woolly socks, emergency biscuits, the whole nine yards. The stop was scheduled for three hours and we knew the minibuses would eventually reappear, but come on – three hours stuck in Erzincan station? 

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Erzincan. Two minutes after I took this photo, the train had gone! We were not on it…

With nothing else to do – and no money even for a çay – we sat in the waiting room and, well, waited. Another train breezed in, deposited passengers who actually wanted to be in Erzincan, then departed. It was at this point I saw our train reversing back into another platform. We all participated in a communal sigh of relief, but to reach our train now meant walking across the tracks. Officials in the UK shout at you very loudly if you even think about crossing the tracks in a station, so what would the reaction be here. Well, guess what – this is Turkey. Other passengers returned and positively launched themselves across the tracks like lemmings, so we just joined in with the crowd. Never has a tiny cramped sleeper cabin been so welcoming. On reflection, it’s now obvious our train was only moved to allow the local train access to the station.

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Erzurum Station, a welcoming golden glow in the cold…

We pushed on. The light faded again and by the time we reached Erzurum it was fully dark. This is a big city with a long and distinguished history – and it was absolutely perishing! The station is another Art deco classic and beautifully illuminated but it was too cold to spend admiring its clean lines. Buses were laid on to take us passengers for an evening meal and whistle-stop tour of the city centre. Ours had leather seats. In this weather? If your bottom wasn’t cold beforehand, it most certainly was afterwards!

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Cağ kebap with Yusuf and Ayşegül.

Erzurum is noted for its cağ kebap, a horizontally stacked and marinated lamb kebab offered on the skewer, and accompanied by the very amiable Yusuf and Ayşegül, we were taken to one of the numerous restaurants specializing in this local delicacy. The food was tasty and most welcome, but there was no time to linger. We were whisked away to the city centre for a peep at its historic buildings. The floodlit panorama was impressive, with the ancient citadel opposite the 13th century Çifte Minareli Medrese, a beautiful twin tower monument from the Seljuk era.

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The very lovely Çifte Minareli Medrese in Erzurum.

The only thing not impressive was the temperature. It was very, very cold. Frozen snow crunched underfoot. Thankfully, we had now dressed appropriately and with proper boots and two pairs of socks, my feet were toasty. My legs were also thankful for a pair of long-johns under my jeans. Classy.

A short walk on icy pavements brought us to the Erzurum Evleri. Created from a combination of several historic houses, the fascinating interior was an intriguing rabbit warren of original and authentic Ottoman rooms leading eventually to a restaurant. Traditional folk dancing was already in progress and Ayşegül was off like a shot to join in with cheerful enthusiasm. Yusuf had to drag her away when it came time to depart and rejoin the train, our thawed fundaments once again instantly chilled by the frigid leather seats in the coach.

All aboard the Turistik Doğu Ekspresi to Kars
One of the traditional Ottoman rooms in the labyrinthine Erzurum Evleri.

Once back on the train, we dozed for a few hours before being roused by Yusef the steward calling our imminent arrival in Kars. Any doubt we’d reached our destination was dispelled when he promptly whipped the still-warm sheets off our beds! The train finally pulled in at 2am. We three shared a taxi with Yusef and Ayşegül – there was much giggling and sitting on laps in the back seat – before we skidded to a halt on the treacherous ice-covered road outside the Güngören Otel. Yusef and Ayşegül waved goodbye and headed off to their own accommodation leaving us to hurry into the warmth.

At last, after an overnight 700km journey sat upright and unable to sleep on a coach, followed by a fascinating and eventful 31 hour 1300km railway journey, a warm, spacious and non-moving bed beckoned.

We had finally arrived in Kars.

A note on excursions

These are all optional. If you wish, you can remain on the train during these stops. Prices are as follows:

Iliç excursion to Kemaliye: 40 lira per person.

Erzincan excursion: No idea. Our money departed with the train!

Erzurum excursion: 60 lira per person, including cağ kebap dinner, guided tour of the historic town centre (in Turkish only) and visit to Erzurum Evleri, but not including any drinks.

2 COMMENTS

  1. Great review thanks . ..could you advise contact of booking agent you used please, also sure others thinking it ..the train toilets where they clean?? Lol 😁 sorry but has to be asked!
    Does this train run all year round?
    Thanks

    • Good morning Angela

      In response to your questions, please find below some further information from Mike.

      There will actually be full information on Amber Travel at the end of the third article, but in the meantime, here are some details.

      Contacts: Paul and Yeşim
      Address: Amber Travel, Yeni Cami Sokak. Boşgelmez Apt. No 1, 07580 Kaş
      Phone Number: 0242 836 1630

      Let’s move on to the facilities. Each sleeper carriage had two toilets. In our carriage, these were fine for most of the time. At one end was a compact wet room shower/floor toilet (a squatter), always very clean. At the other end was a pedestal toilet and wash basin. Ours had an occasional tendency to back up, but this didn’t seem to be caused by a blockage. There appeared to be a sporadic electrical fault on the flushing system (it was similar to the vacuum flushing system you find on aircraft) which was fixed by the steward, so most of the time it worked fine. We think there was a knack to using it which some passengers were unable to grasp. In other words, you never quite knew what would confront you when you lifted the lid on the pan. I’m sure you don’t want me to be more specific. However, as far as we’re concerned, don’t let an occasionally blocked loo put you off going, but I fully understand this might be a problem for some people.

      As far as we understand, the train now runs all year on every day of the week.

      Hope this is useful.

      Mike

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