Breakfast was served at the first bakery we came across, and they had another treat in store for us: unchopped wood. As soon as we discovered the lumberstash in front of the bakery, we helped out our Turkish baker by chopping his wood while roaring “Rockeeeeet!” as a warcry with every block split. And so we chucked more wood than a woodchuck could ever chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood.
The white beautiful cauliflower we had been hauling for a whole day finally got the attention it deserved, as we all crunched down on it and saved some cocktailsauce in our beards for later. We had been craving this beauty for so long it was quickly devoured by the hungry trio. We spotted a karting circuit & paintball grounds, but since Turkish people are crazy drivers the circuit was closed, for the better. We stunt piloted on our bikes instead and reached Samsun early in the evening. Anton and Stef accepted the free diner, offered by a local café owner, who appeared to be an excellent chef. He magically turned chicken and veggies into a a delicious meal called Saç Kavurma. The duo tried not to overeat themselves but the chef’s endless supply of Nokül (delicious hazelnut cookies) and Baklava made this impossible. Meanwhile Oli and Yuri caught up over some chai and installed themselves in the cheapest beds they could find.