<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54692721904148661</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 24 Oct 2024 12:07:20 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Travelling scientist</title><description>Overland from the UK to Iran, and beyond.</description><link>http://travellingscientist.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (James)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54692721904148661.post-8484480636787688102</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 18:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-06T20:35:47.977+01:00</atom:updated><title>End of the stage, but not the journey</title><atom:summary type="text">Back in the UKWell, I&#39;m back in the UK at the moment. First I was in Ankara for half a week, visiting a friend and a professor at the university there. Actually, I contacted this professor 3 years ago, towards the beginning of my PhD, asking for a paper of his, and I never expected I would have the nice opportunity to visit him one day.I also managed to have my one and only ill day of the trip, </atom:summary><link>http://travellingscientist.blogspot.com/2009/08/end-of-stage-but-not-journey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (James)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS0gqtUes5koBdauWIfe-63-nv5uWZorwqiiCKBUHMQft0FDVh4ICEnYjI3z8_bey_TACsluHC7PvQatF1zKtEnaywQMj0jx9BtH2dZajIsVFn9Q60uyt-SvwTJTrOazXUt_ynj1hJxA/s72-c/SDC12840.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54692721904148661.post-350831787958596209</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2009 17:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-18T16:56:00.757+01:00</atom:updated><title>Central and Northern Turkey</title><atom:summary type="text">In the 2 weeks I have seen many things. The battlefields of Gallipoli, with ferocious fighting that left bullets fused with each other in mid-flight, and hundreds of thousands of people dying in trenches separated only by the width of a road. I&#39;ve visited the great ruins of Ephesus, with the magnificent buildings carefully restored. 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And I do like Athens. It&#39;s certainly European, but has something of the chaos often associated with Asian cities; it&#39;s the beginning of a transition.I had 3 full days based in Athens. 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My plan has been prepared as far as Greece, and I&#39;m ready to leave on Wednesday.Travelling lightTravelling light is important. If I&#39;m lighter, then I&#39;m more mobile, and I&#39;m safer too. I can run for a train, or remove myself from a bad </atom:summary><link>http://travellingscientist.blogspot.com/2009/06/preparations.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (James)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu0OujO8AFOBoqnvvNeOO7h6fpN43HtWjJ5Y-4-5GTtWZVr2ZNTaxQOxwDZhT1aoIJf7_cRlm_n2AMYwbxaOQ9c1v38B82fw_f2JBWULNEJ6KzgcuPF8yDtAJpI8Ldg2XGjKCQZDV2Mg/s72-c/mountains.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>